REINA

Warmth. That was the first thing I felt as consciousness slowly pulled me back into the world. A soft, wet heat surrounding my left nipple, gentle suction that sent lazy sparks of pleasure through my still-heavy body. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the morning light filtering through sheer curtains. I was in Domenico’s bedroom—his massive bed, silk sheets tangled around my naked body. I didn’t remember how I got here. The last thing I recalled was falling asleep on the couch in his arms, exhausted and emotionally raw. He must have carried me, cleaned me up... taken care of me while I was lost to the world.

And...