(Morrigan’s P.O.V)
The next morning, I woke up slightly sore, not having done a scene for a while but Goddess’s above was that amazing. I feel Rian’s breath on my neck, making me shiver against him because it was tickling my marking spot, which is still unfortunately bare. I know the reason he didn’t want to mark me during a scene was that marking took a lot of energy from the person receiving the mark and my adrenaline was already running so high from the pain and euphoria created during the scene. Hopefully, before breakfast with the pack, my neck won’t be so bare, and neither will his. I feel Rian begin to stir and I have a sort of devilish plan in my head to wake him up since he’s moved to laying on his back.
I maneuver my way down the bed as slowly as I can, so I don’t wake him up and see that his cock is already at half-mast. I slowly and carefully slide the front part of the waistband of his sweats so I can see his cock.