Chapter Forty-One
***Mila***
My heart breaks when he says it. The pain in his voice, the hurt clear on his face. And then the black, angry eyes. Hades. They only last for a split second before West fights him off, and I rush to comfort him.
“I wouldn’t consider him that,” I say quickly. “When he’s not around me I can think clearly… it’s just… when he’s near me…” I trail off, unable to find the right phrasing.
When he’s near me, I get so turned on there’s practically a flood in my panties?
When he touches me, I crave to feel his hands roam over every inch of my bare skin? That I want to feel his hard c**k pulse as he cums in me while I scream his name?
I can’t say any of that. But I sure as hell pictured it when he was close to me, blurring my senses. I feel like a s**t Luna, and an
