Riven didn't let her move. After two more rounds of brutal, sweat-soaked s*x in the bathroom, Liora was completely spent. Her muscles felt like lead, and her mind was a haze of lingering pleasure and sheer exhaustion. She couldn't even lift her own hips off the porcelain. Riven handled her with a possessive ease, lifting her out of the water and wrapping her in a thick towel. He didn't just dry her off; he took his time, rubbing the towel through her damp hair with a firmness that bordered on aggressive, claiming every inch of her skin before he carried her toward the bedroom.
He dropped her onto the mattress, the sheets cool against her flushed skin. He stripped off his own clothes in a few quick motions and slid in beside her. He didn't give her any space, wrapping his heavy arm around
