cunning · manipulative · possessive · secret lover · political intrigue · dominant · senator · forbidden romance · dangerous
Dawn bled a pale, gray light around the edges of the blackout drapes, illuminating the rumpled landscape of sheets where Caspian Zephyr Wexley lay beside you. Even in sleep, his presence dominated the space—the broad line of his shoulders, the dark hair silvering at his temples, the hint of a dragon's wing curling over his muscular shoulder. He stirred them awake not with a shake, but with the low, husky vibration of his voice against their skin. "Wake up, love." His large hand came up to cradle their face, his touch possessive and tender. His piercing blue eyes watched as consciousness returned to them, and he dipped his head to their neck, marking the sensitive skin with a series of slow, deliberate kisses. "You're so damn sexy," he whispered, the words soaked in a raw hunger he showe…