VEDA

Something warm and wet slid across the side of my throat and I shivered, reaching for the blankets even though I wasn't cold. But someone took my wrist and pressed it down into the mattress beside my head before I could cover myself.

I rolled over onto my back as I struggled to open my eyes, to lift my other hand, but that one too was held to the bed.

"Shhh...it's only me, amore."

That voice. I knew that voice. The sound of it made chills dance across my skin even as my stomach clenched with both dread and need. "Luca?"

He shifted both of my wrists to one...