Chapter 28

I lay there, my body still trembling from the aftermath of our passion. Shraf's arm wrapped tightly around me, pulling me closer as he continued to kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobe. I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions - desire, exhaustion, and a growing sense of unease.

Shraf had made love to me so many times that I lost count. Each time, it felt like he was trying to prove something, to assert his dominance over me. I begged him to stop, to give me a break, but it was like he was on a mission. His eyes were dark and intense as he gazed into mine, his breath hot against my skin.

"I need you, Eva," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I can't stop."

I tried to push him away, but his grip was too strong. Shraf was kissing under my jaw, behind my ears, leaving a trail of hickies. He was kissing me like he was worshipping me. I shuddered under his touch, but it wasn't just the physical sensation that made me tremble. My mind was consumed with thoughts of the reality of our