Katy povThe cool morning light filtered through a crack in the heavy curtains, striping the rumpled sheets with pale gold. I was cocooned in warmth, tangled in soft linen and a pleasant ache radiating through muscles I barely knew I had. The space beside me was empty, but warmth on the mattress told me he wasn't gone for long. The air in the room still carried the clean, masculine scent of Lucian's skin.I shifted, a wince escaping my lips as the movement sent a fresh wave of soreness through my lower body. Every part of me felt claimed, used in a way that was terrifyingly satisfying. I pressed my thighs together, feeling the lingering slickness, the memory of his possession imprinted on my flesh.A soft click from the adjoining bathroom made me freeze. The door opened, and there he was. Lucian, a towel slung low on his hips. His hair was damp, curling slightly at the nape of his neck, and droplets of water traced paths over the hardness of his chest and abdomen. He looked less li
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