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She must have slept

A bu , she tried to recall where she hy it was so dark, and why the roo

The powerful body atop hers jogged her memory

Shifting a bit, Aurora became abruptly aware of how battered she felt, how crae seat really was Still she was reluctant to stir She touched strands of Julian's damp hair, stroked his head as it rested in the crook of her neck, his body relaxed and devoid of tension

And inside hers still

"You're awake" Julian's observation was deep, husky, murmured just beside her ear

Aurora smiled "You sound disappointed"

"Only because you feel so bloody good" He raised his head, his expression half teasing, half sober "And now I'll have to move"

"Don't" Her arhtened around him

"Sweetheart, I've all but crushed you" He cast a rueful glance at the seat "For the first tie to ease over enough to free you ofdeep inside you As it is…" He brushed her lips with his, then—with great reluctance—withdrew, kneeling on the seat and helping Aurora to a sitting position "Are you all right?" he asked quietly, concern knitting his brows

Aurora leaned her head back, studying her husband with drowsy, sated eyes "Oh, I think I'ht'" She stretched, unbothered by her nudity, her sigh the epitome of contentment "Passion, excite our vows I'm duly impressed, Your Grace"

Julian chuckled, brushing tendrils of hair from Aurora's flushed cheeks "As a"

"Is that a complaint?"

"On the contrary Even I never anticipated quite how high our fire would burn"

Scraroped through their discarded clothing until she found Julian's waistcoat, extracted his timepiece