Lucian’s POV
I didn’t sleep.
The whole night, I sat by the window, watching her. Lyra twisted and turned in her sleep—it seemed I awakened her pleasure, she was in so much need. How I wish I could be of help.
I pictured her draped across my chest, how she moaned.
When it had come time to claim her body, my bloody c**k betrayed me. I didn’t believe what the doctor told me. How I wish I had told her about this—if she could still marry me like this.
Now, it is obvious I won’t be able to have intercourse with her; to say nothing of being able to penetrate a woman.
The reality of this hit me in the chest with all the force of a blow. The pain of it made me feel like I should rather die.
I have failed at the one thing a man was supposed to excel at.
Not to mention, I have disappointed th
