Zora’s POV
When I blinked my eyes awake, the world was mostly dim. The starlight was bright through the window, and one of us must have left the bathroom light on. An orange glow gleamed over the sleeping form next to me.
Kairos’ arms were locked around me, pinning our torsos together. He was warm, and despite the hardness of his well-muscled chest, it made for a good pillow.
I lifted my head, curious about his expression. What I saw stole my breath away.
Kairos was fast asleep, a look of pure contentment on his face. It made him seem younger, boyish. At peace.
Typically as I knew him, Kairos looked either grumpy or smug with very few in-between emotions. Never before had I seen him so entirely relaxed, with his guard all the way down. Seeing this was a privilege, something of an honor. A warmth blossomed inside of me.
I’d already been fond of Kairos. He was one of my mates. Even with our rough start, and his combative personality, I liked him. But right now, in this moment, seeing even more sides of him, I felt falling even deeper.
My bonds with my mates were growing.
Like he had felt my gaze on him, he slowly blinked his eyes open. A moment, and he focused on me. Seeing me, he started to grin, his usual smug, overconfidence returning.
His look of utter contentment had been nice, but I could admit that I liked all of his expressions, even this one which had annoyed me so much in the beginning.
“Ready for round two?” he asked with a cheeky grin.
I rolled my eyes for him, but smiled anyway. Grabbing me, he gently pushed me down so that my back was on the mattress with him on top of me. Instinctively, I opened my legs, making room for him between them.
As his gaze trails down over my body, he takes my hands in his and raises them up above my head.
Groaning, his eyes closed, his grin slipping right off his face.
I grinned instead.
As he opened his eyes and saw me, he growled, “You like playing with fire, don’t you? But I guess I already knew that, since you like me.” He held both of my wrists with one of his hands, keeping them pinned above my head. He snaked his free hand through the narrow space between us. He grabbed his dick, lined himself up with my wet cunt, and then slowly pushed himself inside.
My grin slipped now too, falling into an open-mouthed moan.
When Kairos was seated all the way inside, he finally closed the distance and kissed me, his tongue swiping into my mouth, swallowing my moans.
Slowly – so deliciously slowly – he slid himself almost all the way out of me, before ramming back in. He was so big, the pleasure pain makes my eyes water.

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