When I woke up a couple hours later, Ellis was still asleep.
My thighs ached and my hips were sore. I looked down and saw some dried blood between my legs. Wild memories flooded back to me, and every piece of them reminded me that I was no longer a virgin.
Taking a deep breath, I looked at Ellis. His expression was soft and he looked less dangerous in his sleep. However, I knew how dominating this man could be. In bed, and in life.
My heart swelled in my chest, threatening to break free. I’d given such a special part of myself to him. I couldn’t believe it… but I wasn’t sorry.
I looked around the room. My dress was still on the floor and so was my robe and the binding from my wrists. The room was a mess! A tempting and… unnerving reminder of what we’d shared.
My eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. It was almost eight!