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last update publish date: 2026-05-23 21:13:53

_Aurora’s POV_

I sucked in a sharp breath against Damien’s mouth, my fingers curling tightly into the front of his shirt as he kissed me slowly.

Like he was trying to taste me properly.

Like he had been thinking about this for longer than he wanted to admit.

My stomach twisted violently.

This was quickly turning into something we both wouldn't be able to control.

And I wasn't sure if I wanted to stop it.

I wanted to be greedy and believe I could keep this one thing.

Damien’s hand slid against
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