When she'd woken to find herself still snuggled up against Remy, at first all she had noticed was the sense of warmth and comfort. Then she'd registered the stretched soreness between her legs, along with the lingering lassitude from having been thoroughly satisfied. Scents of musk and sweat and sex mingled together to remind her of just how wonderful their early morning interlude had been.
As she gradually came fully awake, she rubbed her cheek against his furry chest. Though it was still warm and still smelled the same, the texture was different. She had to stop herself from shrieking when she opened her eyes. His chest hair was coarser and thicker, swirling into a rough pelt that covered him from pecs to groin. Beneath the hair, instead of his smooth tanned skin, she saw what appeared to be marble, grays and creams swirled together. She rubbed at his hip with her fingers. It was tougher and heavier than normal skin - more like thick leather.