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I move around in bed feeling something that seems to be a wall behind me and that with every firm movement I make it squeezes me. I groan trying to stretch out in search of more space, but I can't get rid of her grip.

Wait... What?

And as if by magic, all the events of the previous day come to mind, from the party to the moment when I even realized I had fallen asleep. I widen my eyes finally visualizing the situation we are in.

I was lying on my side being held in a prison by strong arms that held possessively around my waist, while I felt Deniel's breath hitting my hair.

With a lot of effort I manage to turn to look into his face and I regret it bitterly. He was simply beautiful, his serene expression, but still virile and impotent, only made me even more delighted and at the same time scared with the whirlwind of feelings he was giving me in such a short time.

I heard that the connection between partners was really intense, but I didn't expect to feel dep