ROGUE'S CLAIM 2

LILA’S POV

The next day breaks gray and drizzly, rain pattering on the leaves outside the cave mouth. I wake up, wrapped in furs, Draven’s heavy arm draped over my waist, his chest pressed to my back. His scent is everywhere—deep in my lungs, soaked into my skin. I shift slightly, feeling the sticky remnants of last night between my thighs, the memory of his cum coating me making heat pool low again.

He stirs immediately, his arm tightening possessively. His cock is hard against my ass—morning wood, thick and hot even through the fur. He growls low in his throat, his nose burying in my hair,...