3
Sedona
As if I wasn’t dizzy enough from my orgasm, the fuckers turned the lights out on us. It would be pitch black to a human. Shifters can see in the dark, so I’m not completely blind.
They must have decided it’s our official bedtime. I cling to Carlos’ head because I need something real and solid to steady myself.
Carlos mutters a curse and eases my leg down from his shoulder. He traces up my thighs with his palms until he reaches my waist. “Okay, ángel?”
“Yeah.” I sound winded. Well, an orgasm will do that to you.
His palm coasts over the curve of my buttocks ever so lightly, then he gives them a squeeze. “All right,” he clears his throat. “I should let you sleep. I’ll take the floor.”
He stands and my stomach flips at the loss of his warmth. “I don’t mind sharing.”
“Oh muñec
