CHAPTER ELEVEN
During the night, Dax woke her three times to demand further satisfaction. Her stubborn nature obliged her to protest, but each time she’d given in. Each encounter was more intense than the last. Something in her seemed to tame something in the wildness of him; though he battled the instinct to be calmed by her.
Being that she was still recovering from her stretch of incarceration in the basement, where necessities like sustenance were rare, Ivy was tired and stiff that morning. Though the stiffness more likely came from Dax’s demands that she do all the physical work in bed. She would be quite happy to stay there in their sullied sheets all day recovering from the past few weeks.
When she cracked open an eyelid and saw Bruno towering over her, she came awake quickly.
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