After so much playfulness, Zamira and I ended up lying in the bathtub with our breath hitching.
She rested her body on my chest while I licked the wound on her lobe. As much as I wanted to f**k that woman right there and then, I couldn't. After all, the witch had told me we couldn't have s*x, at least not until her wounds had healed.
However, when I remembered it, I almost gasped: "s**t, s**t, did I hurt you, does it hurt at all?" I asked her, scanning her body.
Still, she just let out a mocking chuckle "Wow, now you really care about my injuries? A second ago you wanted to f**k me" she said cheekily.
"I need to know if I hurt you. Never..."
"Lycan.... " she said, pausing.
Her face turned to the side and her hand sought my face and caressed it "Don't apologize. I'm not a woman who
