The honeymoon suite is soundproofed.
It’s a good thing, too. Unsuppressed heat is wild, both in a jungle drums, tearing each other’s clothing off kind of way, and in the wow this is way more intense than usual way. Especially since they induced her heat practically the minute they checked into the hotel.
She’s burning up, in the best way. Sean’s hands are everywhere, clutching and squeezing and stroking with reckless abandon. The fever, oddly enough, is less encompassing, because— for once— she can smell him without the suppressants’ natural blockers, and he’s off his suppressants and blockers, too, and it’s all so intense. Deliciously, delightfully intense.
The first part was gentle, almost like a soft heat. Her wedding dress still lays in a heap of lace and tulle in the sitting roo
