CHAPTER 26

          After they made love, Damien lay spooned around Regina’s back. He had never been the cuddling type. But he’d been drawn here with no other explanation than that... And it felt so damn right to do it and to do it with her.

          The whole time they’d lain together, his hands had been moving like a slow, lazy river, stroking over whatever skin was within reach… her arms, back, hips, thighs, even demanding access to her breasts and stomach.

          Regina was addictive like she was his personal brand of drugs. He couldn’t stop. He had to touch her, to breathe her scent. Beneath his touch, a fine tremble ran through Regina. Like a purring kitten, her body showed its appreciation, maybe even without her permission.

          Damien knew he shou