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Chapter 31: The First Message

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The next morning felt normal at first. Damien woke me the way he usually did now, slow kisses along my spine, hand sliding between my thighs before my eyes were even open. I arched into his touch, still half-dreaming, moaning softly when his fingers found me already wet.

He chuckled against my skin, voice deep from sleep. “Morning, baby.”

I rolled onto my back, legs falling open without thinking. “Morning.”

He kissed me properly with deep, lazy, tongue sliding against mine while his fingers ci
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