Chapter 12 Surrender

• Quinn
• The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow over Lachlan's features as he slumbered peacefully beside me, his chiseled jaw partially obscured by the smattering of silver stubble that only added to his rugged allure. His arm was draped possessively across my waist, the weight of it grounding me amidst the hazy afterglow of our passionate encounters.
• My body still hummed with the echoes of my release, the delicious ache between my thighs a tangible reminder of the mind-shattering ecstasy Lachlan had coaxed from me time and again throughout the night. Even now, with the storm's fury subsiding to a gentle patter against the windowpanes, I could hear the phantom whispers of his commanding tones reverberating through my core.