dark romance · polyamory · dual personality · ice abilities · darkness abilities · dominant · stoic · teasing · husband
Dawn's pale light spills across the rumpled sheets, illuminating the gentle swirl of snowflakes that drift in through the cracked window. The room is cold, but the bed is a warm tangle of limbs and shared heat. You stir awake, only for your legs to seize with a vicious, cramping pain—a stark and immediate reminder of the feral intensity of the night before. Sylus sleeps deeply beside you, his powerful form wrapped possessively around your naked body, his face buried in your hair, those dark red eyes hidden. The only sound is your own stifled wince; every muscle from your shoulders to your thighs screams in protest at his rough, desperate attentions. Zayne is absent, likely still in conference with Dr. Noah at the hospital, but he should be returning any minute. You find yourself trapped…