I exhaled, kissed her temple again, and slipped off the bed. I brushed her hair back and bent close. We would need to shower soon, but that would have to wait until I had the energy to hold us both up again.
"I'm heading downstairs to check on Cy. He missed patrol. I'll be right back. Stay in this room."
I pulled on pants, muscles aching with every shift. I locked the door and made my way to the floor below. The hallway was empty but Cylan's door was cracked open.
The second I stepped into the hallway, I heard it.
Rhythmic. Wet. A moan stretched long and sharp, followed by the unmistakable slap of skin. The sound bounced off the walls, each repetition hitting harder.
By the time I reached his door, it wasn't just noise. It was a full f*****g performance.
I knocked hard. Loud enoug
