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They rested for a while before Elara stood up.

“I need to bathe,” she said, rising to her feet.

“Are you sure?” Damian asked, noticing her legs trembling slightly.

“Yes,” she replied. She knew she needed some space from him; otherwise, he might take her again. “I’ll be back.” With trembling legs, she carefully made her way to the bathroom. Under the spray of the shower, she sighed contentedly, still feeling the lingering warmth of Damian’s affection on her skin.

She quickly washed herself, then reached for a towel to dry off. Wrapping it securely around her, she walked back to the bedroom. At the nightstand, she found her moisturizer and began applying it to her skin. Her body trembled under Damian’s intense gaze, which followed her every movement.

“Stop looking,” she said, glaring at him.

“Why should I? I can never get enough of you.”

A blush crept onto her face as she turned away. “Don’t say that,” she whispered.

“I won’t get tired of saying it, honey. You’ll just have to adapt.”

Ela
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