Nerthus
This is bad.
I comb my hair with my fingers as I watch Arawn drying himself through the bathroom mirror. My head is still a little dizzy from the hot air, and the orgasms I had surely did the rest. Not wanting to be a bother, I pretend that nothing is wrong.
Even if he asks again.
“Yeah!” I answer with a forced smile, making him frown at me.
He releases my chin, and I can turn my head back again. “You look pale.”
“Don’t worry. I’d tell you if I felt sick.” I chuckle, trying to fight the urge to pass out.
With a hum, he wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips to my shoulder. My heart does a painful flip as I watch him do it through the reflection.
God, it looks even better than it feels.
“I never asked you…” He raises his brow at me, but I continue anyway. “About the n
