Chapter 39

Charli

The vibration of Nox's chest awakened me from my sleep. At first, I wasn't sure what I was hearing or feeling. My senses were spent, overwhelmed by his mastery and sexual proclivity. I'd fallen into the beginning of my favorite comatose state when he began to stir. The darkness of our room and softness of our bed shielded me from what was happening until slowly the sadness that emanated from his every pore filled our space, wrapping me in his misery. His breathing became ragged as his chest tensed and body trembled.

"Nox?" I asked again.

"Go to sleep, princess." He choked on the words.

I lifted my head. Unable to see clearly through the dark, I reached toward him. He captured my hand before it touched his cheek.

"Please let me touch you."

Nox cleared his throat. "It's my hard limit."

"Touching you?" I asked, trying to understand.

"No..." His tone returned to the velvety rumble that I adored. "...something you said earlier today."