The following morning, Maya awoke to a sharp pain in her back, acutely aware of a body pressed against her. Without needing to turn, she recognized who it was.
The previous night had been intense; he had taken her with a primal fervor. Initially gentle, his demeanor had shifted as the hours passed, becoming increasingly aggressive.
Despite the discomfort she now felt, she couldn't deny the enjoyment she had experienced. "Are you awake?" he murmured, kissing her ear. "Yes," she replied, her voice sluggish.
He chuckled and sat up, tousling his hair. Her stomach growled, prompting him to turn and laugh. "Stop laughing," she said, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
The night’s activities had left her ravenous. He rose from the bed and lifted her as they made their way to th
