Chapter 37 — Turnabout Is Fair Play
- ~ RONAN ~
- I run a finger along the surface of the water, engrossed in the woman who reclines in the tub—my mate. Lyra’s eyes are closed, her lips parted in a blissful sigh, and a sated smile rests on her face. Despite my promise to take her into the bedroom after breakfast, I introduced her to my shower instead. I took her against the wall, thrusting into her hard and fast, driven by her soft cries and whimpers. If she had any complaints, she didn’t voice them—she clawed at my back as she came, urging me toward my own release.
- Afterwards, I drew a bath, wanting her to relax and unwind.