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CHAPTER 35

Penulis: wandering jedi
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Dominic moved with the kind of carefulness he feels she had only ever read about. The kind that came not from restraint, but from reverence.

He kissed her slowly, deeply, learning the shape of her breath, the rhythm of her heart, the subtle tremor in her lips when she held back nervous excitement.

Dominic finally thrusted further inside of her, pausing when her fingers tensed lightly at his shoulders. Althea swallowed, then exhaled, grounding herself in the warmth of his skin, in the scent she already associated with home. He felt her relax beneath him, felt her legs wrap more securely around his waist, inviting him closer.

“You’re safe with me,” Dominic whispered, voice breaking with sincerity.

“I am,” she whispered back.

He kissed her again, slower this time, like he was absorbing those words through her mouth. He pulled out with his tip up to the opening and with one move, he thrusted deeply inside of her, bre
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