The morning light was harsh as it spilled across the massive bed. Elena blinked her eyes open, feeling a heavy weight across her waist. Lorenzo’s arm was draped over her, his thumb resting against her hip even in sleep. As she tried to shift, a sharp ache radiated through her thighs and back. Her body felt sore, used, and marked, but as the memories of the night before flooded back, she didn't feel regret.She remembered the way he had looked at her when she finally said the words. “I am yours, Master.”She had stepped into his dark world of BDSM, accepting the chains and the rules, and in return, he had shown her a level of pleasure that made her old life feel like a distant, grey dream. She looked at his sleeping face—the sharp jaw, the dark lashes—and leaned over to press a soft kiss to his shoulder."You're awake," Lorenzo rumbled, his voice thick with sleep. He didn't open his eyes, but his grip on her tightened."I’m sore," Elena whispered, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yo
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