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Chapter 41: Every Part of You Belongs Only to Me II

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Chapter 41: Every Part of You Belongs Only to Me II

The first pale light of morning crept through the blinds, slanting across the room in thin golden lines. It should have been gentle, peaceful — but Elara didn’t notice. Her eyes were fixed on Aria, curled against her, body fluttering, eyelashes trembling in the hazy, sleepy light. Every ripple, every small breath, every fragile sigh was a claim, a thread that wove Aria tighter into her possession.

Her fingers traced lightly along Aria’s side, feathering over her curves, teasing just enough to make her pulse hitch. Even in sleep, she seemed aware, a subtle arch, a soft gasp, a shudder under her touch. Elara’s lips brushed along her jawline, a whisper at her ear: “All of you… every sound… every movement… claimed by me.”

Aria stirred, lips parting, a soft, drowsy moan escaping as if waking to a warmth she couldn’t resist. “Elara… my sister Rara…” Her voice trembled, broken, fragile, pulling Elara closer.

“Shh… don’t move. Not yet,”
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