Chapter 86: Do That Now
The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. A soft beam stretched over the bed, brushing against Lilia’s face, causing her to stir.
She blinked against the light before closing her eyes again, savoring the warmth. A lazy stretch rolled through her body, a contented sigh slipping past her lips. She felt more rested than ever—her limbs light, her mind clear, and an unfamiliar sense of peace settling deep within her bones.
Ever since she started staying with Zethan, she had noticed a peculiar shift within herself. There was a sense of freedom here—one she had never known in her own home. It was strange, almost unsettling, how easily she had fallen into comfort with him by her side. But as her mind drifted back to the previous night, a flood of memories came rushing in.
Her cheeks burned instantly.
The things Zethan had done to her.
The things she had felt—pleasure so intense, so all-consuming, she had been utterly lost in it.
Her lips parted slightly, her breath hitching as phantom sensations trailed across her skin, the ghost of his touch still lingering. The way his breath had fanned over her, the way his lips had—
"Oh my goodness, Lilia, get a grip," she muttered, pressing both hands against her flushed face.
Desperate to clear her thoughts, she shifted beneath the sheets—only to freeze.
Something was different.
The fabric against her skin was unfamiliar.