The first thing Jack became aware of was warmth. Soft, smooth bodies pressed against him from all sides, their heat mingling with his own beneath the silken sheets. The scent of feminine sweetness and the remnants of last night's pleasure still lingered in the air, wrapping around him like a haze.
As his eyes cracked open, he was met with golden sunlight filtering through the large windows of his chamber. The light kissed the women's exposed skin beside him, painting their curves in a soft, golden glow.
Ela was nestled against his right side, her perfectly sculpted body partially across his chest. The deep red of her hair spilled over his shoulder like liquid fire, and her soft lips were curled into a lazy, satisfied smirk, even in sleep.
