Elora's arms were thrown over Thorn's waist, her silver hair was scattered on the pillow as she slept.
Thorn's face was buried in her chest, his lips wrapping loosely around a nipple as he slept.
The morning sun shone through the curtains, casting its harsh glow on Thorn's exposed face.
Thorn frowned as the sun reflected in his eyes, burying his face in her chest and sucking on her nipple.
Elora hummed but showed no signs of waking up. But Thorn, who was a light sleeper, heard her moans and woke up in a daze.
Seeing Elora's sleeping figure, what happened last night burst into his mind, and a satisfied gleam filled his gaze.
He gently sucked on her nipple, twisting the other between his thumb and finger.
A soft gasp left Elora's lips, she turned to the side to avoid Thorn's disturbing actions.
Thorn removed his lips and glanced at her sleeping face, his eyes darkened with desire as they fell on the love bites and marks over her exposed body.
