Serina hadn’t yet agreed to marry me, which would ensure her safety as my queen, but I was confident I would win her over eventually. That didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy her presence now. I had her in my bed, just as I had always dreamed—moaning and moving with an intensity that brought me to the brink of ecstasy.
Serina and her husband had consummated their marriage, hoping for a child to fulfill their duties. When that didn’t happen, they had grown distant. Although I disliked knowing someone else had been with her, I couldn’t really blame her. I had also tried to move on with other women, but no one compared to her.
“God, you’re squeezing me so tightly,” I groaned.
She smiled down at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. She was setting the pace now, in control, and I loved it. Watchi
