By dusk, they were up; the tension from the days before had finally eased, and Myra felt sated but still sore all over,
But in a way happy, feeling like she’d finally been able to crack the wall around Draven's mysterious past.
And God, the s*x, it was more than anything Myra ever imagined s*x would feel like, as they connected on a deeper level and made her want him, need him.
Draven was insatiable in his rut, and Myra could believe she’d taken all of it, his bestial nature and all his primal rage, with each thrust. The pain is still evident between her trembling thighs.
She shakes the thought out of her head. “You’re being too open with your heart, Myra. What the heck are you doing?” She finds herself muttering just as Draven walks up to her.
They had a quick breakfast of what was s
