RONAN
The silence stretches painstakingly slow.
Her cheek is still pressed to my chest, her body limp and trembling. Maybe she thinks it’s over. Maybe she thinks she can just lie here, dripping down my c**k while I suffer.
I chuckle low in my throat, the sound rumbling against her ear. “Sweetheart…” My hips flex upward, shallow thrusts making her gasp weakly. “You came.” I bite her earlobe, savoring her whimper. “But I didn’t.”
Her lashes flutter, her breath hitching. “Ronan… I can’t—”
“You can,” I growl, tugging at the ropes with one last useless pull. “Untie me.”
She shakes her head faintly, dazed and unsure.
“Kaia,” I snarl, the sound ragged and dangerous. “Untie me. Now.”
Her trembling hands fumble at the knot, clumsy and weak, but she manages to loosen it. The second I’m free,
