When Aldara opened her eyes, it was nearly an hour after she'd woken the first time and she was lying in a heap on Marc's chest. She'd either fallen asleep or passed out - she had no idea which. The sex had been that intense. While she had no firsthand experience to tell her that wasn't always the case, somehow she didn't think it was. She was a lucky woman indeed to have a man like Marc be her first. No matter what else happened between them, he'd given her memories to last a lifetime.
Marc's breathing was still deep and even beneath her cheek so she guessed he'd fallen asleep as well. She paused a moment to take in the simple pleasure of waking up - again - with her lover. His chest was covered with a thick mat of golden curls, as were his arms and legs. In his human form he had only a light dusting on his chest and legs, she remembered. She looked forward to exploring him in that form as well.
"Good morning...again."