Chapter Thirty FiveMaya’s POVThe chamber was too still, too quiet, as though the night itself had withdrawn and left me to face the weight of my own longing.The moonlight poured thin and silver through the high window, pooling across the sheets tangled around my legs. I lay there, restless, my body betraying me with every breath, every pulse that beat low and heavy between my thighs.I told myself to sleep, but sleep would not come.Not when his name was carved into every thought. Not when the memory of his touch burned across my skin like an unhealed wound.Ethan.The sound slipped from my lips in a whisper, fragile and desperate. It was a confession to the dark, a surrender.And then, in the silence, I heard him.Not with my ears, but in the deep place where he always lived, in the coil of my hunger, in the fire of my need. His voice curled inside me like smoke, low and steady, velvet wrapped in command.Spread your thighs for me, Maya.My breath caught. My hand moved, slow, hes
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