Eden Grace

The mattress dipped beneath his weight as he hovered over her, one arm planted beside her head, the other resting near her waist, close enough that she could feel his warmth through the thin fabric between them.

Eden’s heart slammed against her ribs. She stiffened at once, panic flooding her senses.

“Cassian, what are you doing,” she whispered sharply, trying to pull away.

He did not answer.

Instead he leaned closer, his nose brushing against her hair, then her neck, inhaling slowly as if committing her scent to his very soul.

“You smell nice today…” Cassian murmured softly.

‘More closer! Closer!’ Rael growled in excitement. ‘Mark her!’

Her...