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He loosened his hold on her breast, but he still had no control. He only slowed his strokes, but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. He pressed his sweaty head to the side of her face. “Daphne?” he breathed for the first time.

Relief was like a river flowing inside Daphne. She didn’t stop touching him or caressing his hair. Running her hand up and down his hipbone, she whispered, “My king.”

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