I gazed down at the sleeping form cradled in my arms. The feverish flush had faded from Mira's cheeks, replaced by the serene innocence of slumber. A storm of emotions churned within me and unbidden, images of her face contorted in ecstasy and her pleading moans invaded my thoughts.
Desire tightened my gut and my c**k stiffened painfully in my pants. f**k me. This was pure torture.
Outside, darkness still blanketed everything, but it was getting late; time to move.
After stabilizing Mira's broken bones with makeshift splints, I carefully lifted her to my arms, ready to leave.
I opened the door only to find Viper already waiting there, guarding the hallway with that sly grin plastered on his face.
“How was it?" he asked, smirking. “A night with the Princess worth every penny, right?"
