[Nol’s POV]I work to clean and bandage Eliana’s wounds, being cautious not to be too rough out of fear of hurting her.With each minute that passed, my anger grew more and more. That damned man had done a number to her, and if he wasn’t already dead, I would kill him again and again until I calmed down. I would be sure to return each injury tenfold if I could.Once I finish, I sit back and take in her exposed skin, being sure that I managed to catch each and every scratch and bruise.Satisfied that I had, I begin to pack up the first aid kit that sits at my side, but stop as an intoxicating scent drifts up to my nose.Stopping my actions, I sniff at the air, trying to determine exactly what it is that I’m smelling, and when I turn to find that Eliana’s skin is flushed and her thighs are rubbing together, I realize exactly what it is.A low growl escapes me as her body tenses, and she keeps her gaze fixed straight ahead so I can’t see whatever face she is making, but it’s already too
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