Daisy lay nestled in Rhain's embrace, the golden rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Despite the morning's brightness, they lingered in bed, basking in the afterglow of their passionate night. Daisy felt the pleasant ache in her body, a tangible reminder of their intense intimacy, but it was a sensation she welcomed without reservation.
Rhain's gentle caresses on her neck soothed the lingering soreness from their rough play, his touch a healing balm against her sore neck. She relished the tenderness of his ministrations, no longer ashamed to admit how much she had enjoyed every moment of their shared passion.
"Are the children awake?" she murmured, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them.
"Yes. Your mother is taking care of them," Rhain replied, his voice a soft rumble that resonated with contentment.