Chapter 109: Emotional + Physical Climax

The last hours of the stolen time carried a different weight.

Elena felt it the moment she woke from a short, heavy sleep in the early evening and found Marcus already watching her in the near-dark. The wrecked sheets smelled like skin and sex and the faint salt of everything he had left in her across the marathon. Her body felt open and heavy and so full that the simple act of shifting her thighs sent a warm trickle down her skin. The lower bruises across her ribs ached in a deep, continuous line. She had stopped counting loads long ago. What remained was...