Grateful for that, she laid herself over him and let the heat of his body soothe hers.
Wulf cupped her face and watched as she experienced the height of pleasure. He rolled over with her then, and took control. He thrust deep inside her as her body convulsed around him. Her gasp punctuated his motions in a way that sounded like she was singing.
He laughed.
Until he felt his own body explode.
Cassandra wrapped her entire body around him as she felt his release. He collapsed on top of her.
His weight felt so good there. So wonderful.
"That was incredible," he said, lifting his head up to smile at her while they were still joined intimately. "Thank you."
She returned his smile.
Just as she reached up to cup his face, she heard her alarm clock go off.
Cassandra jerked awake.
Her heart was still pounding as she reached to turn the clock off. And it was only then she realized her hair was no longer braided and her gown was lying on the floor in a crumpled heap...
Wulf came awake with a start. His heart pounding, he looked over at his clock. It was just after six and by the activity upstairs he could tell it was morning.
Frowning, he glanced around in the darkness. There was nothing unusual.
But the dream...
It had seemed so incredibly real.
He rolled over, onto his side, and clutched his pillow in his fist. "Damn psychic powers," he growled. They never left him any peace. And now they tortured him with things he knew he couldn't have.
As he drifted back to sleep, he could almost swear he smelled the faint scent of roses and powder on his skin.
"Hey, Cass," Kat greeted as Cassandra took a seat at the breakfast table.
Cassandra didn't respond. Over and over she kept seeing Wulf. Kept feeling his hands on her body.
If she didn't know better, she would swear he was still with her.
But she didn't know who her dream lover was. Why he haunted her.
It was so weird.
"Are you okay?" Kat asked.
"Yeah, I guess. I just didn't sleep well last night."
Kat placed her hand against Cassandra's forehead. "You look feverish, but you're not."
She was feverish all right, but not from illness. There was a part of her that wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep, find her mysterious man, and continue making love with him for the rest of the day.
Kat handed her the cornflakes.
"By the way, Michelle called and told me to thank you for introducing her to Tom last night. He wants her to meet him back at the Inferno tonight and she wanted to know if we could go with her."
Cassandra flinched as Kat's words jogged something loose in her memory.
All of a sudden, she saw the Inferno the night before. Saw the Daimons.