Xerxes enjoyed staring at his wife as she struggled to catch her breath. She was shocked when she felt him release inside her. She didn't quite know what to say.
Did he want a child now? Was it because he was scared of what happened?
But for Xerxes, it was nothing of that sort. The threat of Ruby never conceiving was like a dark cloud in his head. Constantly reminding him of his incompetent self and failing to protect his wife. But he didn't do that purpose, his head was simply occupied with staring at her, taking in her beauty as he felt himself c*m and he was too late to stop himself. When he dipped his head low, resting it in the crook of her neck as her chest moved up and down taking shallow breaths, he couldn't help feel as if his desire wasn't satiated yet.
Moving again and neve
