Elena POV
By evening, my body felt useless, heavy with exhaustion. I was lying on the cold floor, naked, clothes scattered around us like a war zone. My mouth and jaw throbbed, sore from all the times I had sucked him, my lips swollen from his demanding kisses. My body was hypersensitive, every inch of me burning from his touch. Every kiss he placed on me left a trail of heat, his hands never still, always exploring.
My center ached, throbbing with a mix of pleasure and pain as if it were my first time. I lost count of how many times he'd claimed me, his body never giving me a moment to recover. Just as I'd start to catch my breath after one intense climax, he was on me again, driving me to the edge once more, rekindling the fire inside me.
