Chapter 68

(Emily's POV)

The sun shined, casting a bright glow behind my closed eyes, and rolled me in the soft warmth of heaven. Though the soreness between my thighs was the embodiment of Satan's harem itself.

I opened my eyes to find myself alone in the devil's bed. I stared at the ceiling while the memory of yesterday returned with a vengeance.

I didn't think Dimitri would notice my mini-meltdown in the shower, or maybe he did, and that was why he took the initiative to wash me himself. My hair, my body... but not my conscience.

My mind worked backward, the memory hitting rewind from the moment I came, my head was thrown back, beneath the spray of the shower. Each thrust slid me up the shower wall, my thighs wrapped around his hips. Heavy breaths and Italian words. Stars on his shoulders. Stars in my eyes.

He pressed my back against the overturned wall and licked the roof of my mouth. At the taste of him and the heat of his body, a fire brewed inside, searing need through me in thick waves.