Chapter6 I really did not want to leave her

Soren's POV

In the early hours before departure, I lay on my side in bed, the room lit only by a single dim bedside lamp. Ylva rested beside me, her breathing still carrying the faint tremors of her recent climax.

Her long, flax-brown curls spilled across the pillow, catching a honeyed golden glow...

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