Chapter 62

Tristan's POV

I didn't pull out of Athena immediately. I stayed buried inside her, my forehead pressed against hers as I tried to catch my breath.

My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, and for a moment, I couldn't think about anything except how right this felt.

How terrifyingly, impossibly right it felt again.

I kissed her forehead gently, tasting the salt of her sweat, before slowly lifting her in my arms. She was boneless against me, her head tucked into my neck as I carried her to her room.

Her breathing was already evening out, exhaustion taking over, but I couldn't...