Chapter 112

• “He's so big, oh gods!!” Alvina cried as Ronan thrust into her honeypot. She was yet to tell why the male couldn't let go of her. It was just early in the morning, and he was mounting her again. It was the third time since the previous night that she showed up.
• Her fingers dug into the rug and left a deep scratch. She swallowed the bile that rose in her throat, trying to hold back her moans.
• She was sure the servants in the quarters would be talking about her because she had been moaning throughout every one of his thrusts.