The next morning, Ariel stirred awake with a slight groan, feeling some discomfort in her lower body. Dominik's intensity from the previous night had left her pleasantly sore, although it was a sensation she appreciated.
Summoning her strength, Ariel glanced around the suite after propping herself up on her elbow. As she eased back onto the bed, she shifted her gaze towards Dominik, lying on his stomach.
The duvet had slipped down slightly, revealing the defined muscles of his back. Her eyes caught sight of the nail marks etched onto his skin, prompting Ariel to inspect her own nails.
She realized her nails were indeed long, and she couldn't help but acknowledge that they might have caused discomfort to Dominik.
However, in the heat of their passion, both had been so absorbed in their
