¬ Fashire
What just... happened?
I was spent in a way I hadn't experienced in a long time. Every muscle ached with a pleasant heaviness, and my mind drifted in a haze that refused to clear.
I felt deeply relaxed, but exhausted at the same time.
The synchronised flow of essence between us, the way I constantly felt the echo of her pleasure, had been pretty disarming.
I stared at the canopy above the bed.
How long we had gone at it, I had no clue. The coronation felt like a distant memory. Everything after had blurred into an endless cycle of her body against mine, beneath mine, wrapped around mine. At some point, the hours had slipped into the next day, and I had stopped caring about anything beyond the next thrust and shuddering climax.
I turned my head slowly.
Hiln lay beside me, unconscious.
