His lips kiss my shoulder, and I can feel him smile against me. “Mine,” he says, and hugs his arms around my body.

A wave of exhaustion hits me as he lays me down on the bed and spoons in beside me. There’s a blanket pulled over us, and his strong arms keep me safe. I’ve never felt more at peace in my life, and I snuggle against him.

“Get some sleep, baby. You’re going to need it.”

Chapter Ten

CHAPTER 10

Pandora

Kisses rain down my spine and slowly wake me. I look over my shoulder to see Royce’s lips lingering in places before he moves to the next spot. This is the second time he’s woken me up with his mouth. The first was with him between my legs. He ate me until I came and I fell asleep again.

“We gotta go, baby,” he says against my skin, but makes no room to move.

“Hmm,” I mumble, wanting to fall back on the pillow, but I like watching him kiss me.

“I don’t want to move from this bed,” I admit. I glance over to the window and see that the sun has already set.

“I have a fight tonight,” he says before he gives me a long lick up my spine. “I feel like I’ve been waiting to get you in my bed since forever.”

His words make me smile. “We’ve known each other maybe two weeks,” I tease, rolling over.

He comes down on top of me, his big body blanketing mine. I reach up and run my finger along his lips. He smiles at me. That perfect smile that always drives me crazy. I lean up and kiss his dimple.

“I thought it would take me months to turn you into a cuddler,” he says. It’s then I notice that I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I’m pretty sure I slept on top of him, too, for most our nap.

I want to say something smartass about it, but I just hold tighter to him and bury my face in his neck. I want this. I don’t know why I’ve been fighting it. It feels good to be wrapped around it. It feels like where I belong.

Before I know what’s happening, we’re moving. I hear the twist of knobs, then warm water hits my body. I pull back to look at Royce. He takes my mouth in a soft kiss before placing me on my feet.

“You really have a fight tonight?” I’m torn between wanting to see him in action again and wanting to crawl on top of his naked body.

“Yeah,” he says, putting soap on his hands and rubbing my body to clean me. It’s so natural and intimate. For some reason, jealousy shoots through me at the thought of him doing this with someone else. “What’s the face for, babe?”