Orpheus sat there for a little longer, lost in his thoughts. The light breeze had him relaxing in ways he’d never done before. The weight of Zala pressed against him was delightful.
But all good things had to come to an end. Although he loved that he could seclude himself and Zala in their serene bubble, it would hurt her if she sat like that for too long.
So he picked her up with one hand under her knee and the other on her back as he stood. He could barely feel her weight. She was by no means slim. Zala had the kind of body that lingered between slim and thick.
She was so soft all over that whenever he touched her, he was filled with a desire to possess her.
Orpheus spread his wings and under the cover of the night sky slowly took off for the palace.
He tried not to shake her a
