Elara POV
I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. I slept the best I have in years. No nightmares plagued me. An arm tightens around me, and Zane tugs me closer to him. I almost forgot I was in his bed.
I wiggle into him, enjoying his warmth, and he moans in his sleep. He presses himself against his back, and I feel something hard. I stop wiggling. I am frozen. I have cuddled with the triplets many times before, and none of them have ever woken up hard before.
Zane's hand presses against my stomach, holding me in place, and a weird feeling tightens in my stomach. Being held against him like this feels wrong, but it also feels right.
He nuzzles his nose into my neck and inhales deeply. "Good morning," he growls into my ear.
"Morning," I whisper back.
My eyes glance aro
