Erick
If there was a word beyond bliss, I would have used it.
If there was a feeling beyond wholeness, beyond completeness, beyond whatever the goddess intended mates to feel when they finally returned to each other… I would’ve claimed it as my own in that moment.
Sophia lay curled against my chest, her breathing slow, soft, and rhythmic….each breath brushing warm against my skin like a whispered promise.
The room was dim, lit only by the warm flicker of the lantern in the corner, but I could still see her perfectly.
I always could.
And tonight, she looked as though the moon goddess herself had carved her from moonlight.
Her lashes rested gently on her cheeks, still flushed from the way I had made love to her.
Her lips were slightly parted, soft and kiss-swollen.
Her hair tumbl
