Rae’s POVI woke up sore in the best way—thighs tender, core aching, the kind of delicious stiffness that reminded me exactly how many times Killian had taken me last night. The resort bed sheets were tangled around my ankles, sunlight pouring through the sheer curtains in warm gold stripes across the room. The ocean whispered outside, steady and endless.Killian was already awake, propped on one elbow, watching me with that dark, possessive look that always made my stomach flip.“Morning, Angel,” he murmured, voice still rough from sleep.I stretched—slow, deliberate—letting the sheet slip down to my waist, exposing my breasts. His gaze dropped immediately, pupils dilating.“Morning, Daddy,” I whispered back, the word slipping out soft and teasing, testing the waters after so long.His jaw tightened. Heat flared in his eyes.In one smooth motion he rolled over me, caged me with his arms, and kissed me deep, like he couldn’t wait another second. I moaned into his mouth, legs parting
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