Emara Dell POVI woke up feeling like warm honey poured over a bruised peach. Sore. Glowy. Floating. Absolutely wrecked in the most magnificent way possible.My entire body sang with the memory of Fenric’s hands, his mouth, his voice, gods, his voice, swearing devotion into my skin like prayers he’d been holding for lifetimes.I stretched under the blankets and immediately winced… then giggled.“Oh goddess,” I whispered into the pillow, “he ruined me.”A low, smug growl sounded from behind me.“Not ruined,” Fenric murmured, sliding an arm around my waist and pulling me back against his chest. “Marked. Loved. Claimed. Cherished. Transformed.”I melted. His lips brushed my shoulder. “And ready for more.”“Ready for....Fenric, I can barely walk.”“Then I’ll carry you,” he said, already rolling me onto my back, his eyes dark and hungry. “Again.”I squeaked. He kissed me slowly, and I felt that telltale heat start curling inside me again just as.....BANG BANG BANG“HELLO?” Rowan’s voice e
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