Lyla's POV
I stepped under the hot water of the shower. Maxten was still in bed asleep, and I needed him to stay there. He spent most of the night with either his head or d**k buried in me. It was fantastic, and I would do that any night with him, but right now I'm a little sore but in a good way, and him using the condom made all the difference. There were no flashbacks or any freak-outs. It was nothing but us all night.
"Can I help you?" I heard Maxten ask as he walked into the shower. I turned around, and he was standing there completely naked and looked like he was ready for another round.
"Not with that you can't," I said and pointed to him. He started laughing and moved towards me and wrapped me up in his arms.
"Did my peaches get her fill last night?"
"No, but I'm a lit
