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His mouth finds mine in a fierce kiss, his voice a low growl against my lips. “Anything for you, princess.”

His release crashes through him, his body shuddering against mine as he fills me completely, and the sensation is all I need to fall over the edge again. I clench around him as I come undone, my moans mixing with his, the world slipping away until there’s nothing left but us, tangled together, wrapped up in each other’s heat.

Afterward, he holds me close, his hand trailing up and down my back as I rest my head against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath me. His fingers run through my hair, and I close my eyes, completely at peace for the first time in what feels like forever.

“I’m going to look after you,” I say softly, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. “Make sure you get back to full strength.”

He chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he pulls me even closer. “In that case, I think you’ll need a sexy nurse’s outfit.”

I can’t help but laugh, swatting his shoulder playfully, and he groans in mock pain, making me gasp.

“Oh, don’t be such a baby,” I tease, leaning down to kiss the spot, my lips lingering.

His eyes soften, and he smiles, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “I love you, Elena.”

“I love you, too, Grigori,” I whisper back, feeling warmth spread through me, settling deep in my chest.

Wrapped in his arms, I dream of a future together.

I’m so happy.

Chapter 34

Elena

The morning light filters through the blinds, casting soft lines across the bed as I lay back, deliciously spent and tangled in Grigori’s warmth.My body is still humming, a lazy, satisfied ache. I glance over at him, a smirk tugging at my lips as he stretches, looking way too pleased with himself.

“Well,” I tease, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face, “if last night’s performance is anything to go by, I’d say you’re definitely on the mend.”

His grin is slow, playful. “Oh, princess, there’s plenty more where that came from.”

I arch a brow, my stomach giving a little flutter. “I’m absolutely game. But maybe a little breakfast first?”

He lets out a low chuckle, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Breakfast, huh? Let’s do it, you’ve got the right idea.” He winks.

I watch, fully transfixed, as he stands and walks toward the dresser. My eyes trail down the lines of his back, muscles shifting beneath the fading bruises and tattoos that tell theirown stories. And then there’s his ass, sculpted and firm, perfect in the way that has my mouth watering and my pussy clenching all over again.

He grabs a pair of boxers and slides them on, followed by his jeans, taking his time with every movement. It’s like he knows I’m watching and he’s giving me a little show, the barest hint of a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he zips up.

Then he reaches for a white T-shirt, pulling it over his head and down his chest, the fabric stretching perfectly over his shoulders and clinging to him in ways that should definitely be illegal this early in the morning.

I’m still staring when he turns and catches me, one brow raised. “Something I can help you with?” he asks, his voice low and amused.

“Just… got a little distracted,” I admit, letting my eyes linger just a moment longer.

He walks back over, leaning down to catch my mouth in a slow, lingering kiss. His hand finds the side of my neck, his thumb brushing just beneath my ear, and for a second, I’m tempted to pull him right back into bed, breakfast be damned.

He pulls back just enough to meet my gaze, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Better eat up, princess,” he says. “You’ll need the energy for what I’ve got planned for you next.”

I shiver, heat pooling low in my belly as his words settle over me. They’re enough to get my pulse racing. I bite my lip and get dressed. We’re about to head downstairs when I remember my phone.

“Wait,” I say, darting back to the little table by the window. The sunlight catches on it, warm and golden, spilling across the room. It’s such a nice change from all the dreary rain we’ve been having. I grab my phone and glance out the window, shaking my head with a wry smile. “It’s been raining so much; I was starting to forget what the sun even looks like.”

I turn back to find Grigori staring at me. He’s looking at me as if seeing me for the first time. There’s a heavy intensity in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitches, like he’s got a secret he’s not ready to spill.

“What?” I ask, arching an eyebrow. “Do I have something on me?” I pat myself down.

He blinks, like he’s been caught doing something he shouldn’t be. Then he shakes his head, giving me a slow, unreadable smile. “It’s nothing,” he says then pauses. “Actually, one second.”

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