Chapter 74

(Emily's POV)

I was burning in the flames of hell. It was the only thing that explained the heat consuming me from the inside out. Though hell wasn't supposed to be so inviting... or smell like an Italian forest... or fit as well as Armani.

It did contain the faint scent of blood, however.

I blinked against the sun streaming in through the window. The bright morning light was only shadowed by Dimitri's body, which was, of course, the embodiment of hellfire itself.

My face was pressed against his chest. One of my legs was intertwined with Dimitri's as I slowly suffocated beneath his heavy thigh, the dead weight of his arm around me, and all the heat. It was bliss.

I'd always disliked my height, though that was before I realized if I was any shorter, I'd never be able to feel so many inches of this man at once. The closeness hummed in my blood, sating a deep-seated hole inside my heart.

"You feel pretty clingy right now." The words were rough and tired and so very sexy.

"You're the one