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Chapter Twenty Nine: Fire Between Us

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last update Last Updated: 2025-04-07 18:37:22

Seraphina's POV

His hands were still on my skin, the warmth of his body pressed against mine beneath the tangled furs of the healer's tent. My heart hadn’t settled. Neither had my thoughts. Not even after the way he… oh my God.

He fucked me like a man possessed. Like he needed me more than he needed air. It hadn’t been gentle. It hadn’t been slow. It had been rough, desperate, maddeningly perfect. Every thrust, every bite, every growled moan against my throat had carved itself into the marrow of my bones.

And I had begged for more.

Rhider’s breath was still uneven behind me. His arm lay across my waist, anchoring me to him as if afraid I might vanish if he let go. Part of me still wondered if this was a fever dream. If I’d wake alone, untouched, unloved.

But I wasn’t. I was his and he was mine. I turned my face slightly, just enough to feel the soft brush of his lips against my temple.

"You’re trembling," he whispered. "I’m not cold."

No. I was burning.

Every nerve in my body still ec
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