*Varek*
My c**k is hard, and I blame f*****g Ronan and that pretty little princess occupying my tower. I should have never gone to see her. I hadn't expected it would have any effect on me. No woman had in all these years, no matter what they said or did. All the little madwoman had done was snarl, spit, and try to hide how my presence affected her.
I work my jaw, pinning my tongue to the roof of my mouth and trying not to imagine what she might taste like. It is not working.
If he hadn't brought Fiona up earlier, I wouldn't have thought about her or dealing with an erection and a deep sense of irritation while going over my army's combat readiness.
I expected Ronan to remain gone for much longer, but it's barely half an hour, maybe a little longer, before Ronan returns with the contr
