Samiya’s POV
Zain meant it when he said that he would be serving me with a little punishment because that was the only reason I could come up with for him stopping while I was so close to an orgasm.
My red hair was a mess on the bed as I watched Zain look down at me from where he stood.
It was a no-brainer that he loved seeing me like this. A wanton mess. One that he had created.
He tsked, shaking his head. “Now, only good little mates, get orgasms and get f****d as many times as they need, Miya.”
“Sadist,” I shot at him in one breath.
If anything, my attitude only amused him more. “Call me whatever you want, redhead. It only makes this a whole lot more interesting for me. Now, spread those legs like I told you to.”
The ache in between my legs had refused to leave, if anything, it
