Liam rolled to her side, pulling her into a possessive embrace, his strong arms wrapping around her trembling form, their hearts thundering in unison as he buried his face in her hair, inhaling the sweet, post-climax haze of vanilla and sex. "Mine," he murmured roughly, his breath hot against her ear, fingers tracing lazy circles over the curve of her ass, already stirring the embers of desire anew.
Elizabeth nestled closer, her body humming with aftershocks, the ache of satisfaction still leaking their joint juices between her legs.
[NEW RECIPE UNLOCKED]
[NEW RECIPE UNLOCKED]
[NEW RECIPE UNLOCKED]
"What the fuck."
Liam sat up fast, the sheets pooling at his waist. His HUD blinked three times in quick succession, three new recipe notifications stacked on top of each other, gold-bordered and pulsing.
Three.
He blinked. Tapped the first one.
