Chapter 38
Adam POV I stepped out into the biting mountain air, the door clicking shut behind me, but the chill couldn't touch the fire burning in my chest. I felt... incredible. It was a sensation that defied every truth I had been taught by my kind, a deep, biological hum that went far beyond mere physical satisfaction. My mind was a chaotic storm of her scent and the ghost of her touch, more vivid than any battle I'd ever fought. It had taken every ounce of my willpower to pull myself away from her—to untangle my limbs from hers and leave the radiant heat of her soft skin. I had wanted to stay on that rug forever, anchored by her weight and the way she looked at me with those wide, trusting eyes. But I had heard the subtle, rhythmic sound of her hunger before she even realized it herself. A pr
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