Marcellus’s POV I couldn't help but smile as I watched her rise from the bed, thinking she was being sly as she left the room. Intrigued, I sat up and took a moment to observe our surroundings. It dawned on me that she would have to recreate the warm and cozy haven we had built together after enduring the scorching heat of the previous week. Filled with determination, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and made my way towards the hallway, following the sound of the running shower. Stepping into the shower, I surprised her by enveloping her in my arms, causing her to jump in astonishment. "Sorry, I couldn't resist," he says, his voice low and husky. As she tries to create space between us, I firmly grasp onto her, gently breathing onto her neck, which sends a wave of pleasurable tingles coursing through her entire being. "Let me go," she says, her voice barely above a whisper, while blushing. As I gaze upon her, my heart skips a beat and I can't help but feel a rush of excite
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