Sometime in the middle of the night, Eleanor woke up to feel Drakken's hand on her breast, caressing her. Caught in that dreamy place between being asleep and awake. She gave herself to him, enjoying his lovemaking as much. And when both were tired from their passion, he pulled her into his arms and she slept, her head pillowed on his hard, broad chest. Eleanor was disappointed in the morning when she awoke and found Drakken gone. A slight sting in her neck came and went but she did not want to pay it much attention. It reminded her of their shared passion last night. She smiled. Meanwhile, Drakken felt like his former self again after last night with Eleanor. But there was just one problem. He had lost his control and went to mark her. He did not mean to mark her. Drakken had been so caught in the moment that he acted on impulse and made a terrible mistake. Which was why he called George and Duncan into his study that morning to talk to them about it. Maybe they would know what t
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