Chapter 65

I wake up to streams of light dancing off of the floors and walls of Grayson's bedroom. I can feel Gray's arm draped over my side as I wake, his hand resting on my stomach as his thumb lightly slides back and forth against the silk sheets pressing against me. I don't want to move- I'm so warm and comfortable underneath the thick blankets. Grayson's back also keeps me warm, and his light hand movement against my abdomen almost makes me fall asleep again. I close my eyes and bask in the warmth- not just physical warmth, but emotional warmth as well. My heart could not feel fuller than it does at this moment. Grayson marked me last night, and as nervous as I was about that happening, he made it special and as pain-free as possible. Now that I think about it, my neck isn't sore in the slightest- must be werewolf magic or something. Grayson's hand begins to lightly rub up and down my stomach with a little more force, then he continues to stroke me lower until he's extremely close to my lowe