Chapter 19 Sovereign's Bed

• The heavy double doors of the master suite clicked shut, sealing out the rest of Manhattan and leaving only the faint, golden morning light filtering through the sheer silk drapes.
• Casian didn't set her down gently. He carried her straight to the king-sized bed, bringing her down beneath his broad frame as they hit the dark charcoal sheets. The sheer physical weight of him was suffocating and intoxicating, pinning her lower body completely against the mattress while his hands pinned her wrists above her head.
• Megan gasped, her chest heaving against his grey waistcoat. Her hyper-sensitive nose was completely flooded by him—the rich, dark sandalwood, the faint metallic tang of spent adrenaline, and the intoxicating heat of his skin.