Chapter 49. Dress

Ayla POV

I wake up, my body is slightly sore, I let out a low moan, a little uncomfortable, and try to move.

"Ayla..." Soren's voice sounds in my ear, low and hoarse. "If you keep moving like that."

I immediately stop and finally realize the position I'm in. Soren is hugging me from behind, I can feel his cock against my ass and my body reacts automatically, making me thrust a little more.

Soren lets out a low grunt and squeezes me lightly, he's shaking. I swallow and try to pull away. Soren finally turns around, taking his arm from around my waist, and I open my eyes.

We're in Victor's room again and the memories of the day before come flooding back and my face turns red. What had I done?

"Don't worry, we didn't go all the way, so I can't read your thoughts," Soren explains, and I let out a sigh of relief.

A part of me knows that this isn't fair on Soren, not after I gave myself up to Strïth, but I just can't trust the human part...

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