Brandy’s POV
I sink under the bubbles that float on top of my bath, submerging myself until only my face is showing.
‘It’s fine, it’s not the first time I’ve been marked by a woman.’ Kane’s words are on repeat in my head, and I’m unable to stop them. I don’t even know why it’s bothering me, he’s well known as a player both on and off the ice, most of the puck bunnies in the country have had a taste of him. For some reason though, those few words, after he’d just done things to my body, that drew feelings from me that I didn’t even know were possible, they stung a little.
I try to shake off the uncomfortable feeling, instead turning my thoughts to what Kane and I did earlier this evening. My p.ussy clenches as I remember just how well the enforcer played my body, enticing reactions that
