I didn’t expect the second night to leave me breathless.

Not like that.

My thighs ached. My legs trembled even hours later. I—a goddess—had to remain in the room most of the day, recovering in silence as the sun crept across the windows.

But the ache… wasn't just pain.
It was a memory. A mark.
A reminder that his strength had met mine — and I let him in, fully.

Part of me still pulsed with the fire we unleashed.

And as night falls again…
I wonder if he’s waiting behind that door.

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