The night was inevitably long but not in a bad way.
Elvina was dead exhausted as she splayed on top of Archer after their fifth round.
There was not a position he did not take her in. On top of her, under her, with her being bent on the bedside table, pinned to the wall, against the glass of the French windows in his room… It was like he was hitting milestones in a flow.
And she was so tired that every nerve in her body screamed in agony. Unlike how she could heal her visible wounds or internal pain, Elvina was certain that there was no solution for her 'sore-from-sex' body and even if there was, she wasn't willing to raise her finger to magically get rid of this pain.
No wonder people said that some pain is good. Ahem.
Yes, she was just noticing her masochistic tendencies.