Book 2. Chapter 11

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Rican opened his eyes and felt the familiar weight of Alessa sleeping on his chest. Her hands were wrapped around his shoulder, her naked chest pressed against his warm, muscular body. He gazed at her peaceful face, her soft breath tickling his skin. A part of him wanted to remove her hand and slip away, to put some distance between them. Yet, he couldn't deny the warmth that radiated from her, seeping through his skin and into his heart.

He lay there, the morning light casting a gentle glow over them; he couldn't help but reflect on the past night.

Rican lay there, he couldn't ignore how Alessa felt against him. Her small, warm body was wrapped around his, her soft skin contrasting with the firmness of his muscles. The way her slender form fit so perfectly against him stirred something deep within him and caused a twitch of desire in his lower body.

Her small, round breasts were pressed against his hard chest, and the sensation was intoxicating. The mem