Selene paused, her gaze sharpening with concern. "Are you okay, Harry?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine worry. It was then that she noticed the tent in the bed-the unmistakable sign of his morning arousal. A smirk threatened to break through her facade, but she bit her lower lip to stifl...
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