Ariella’s POV
Well… He lied.
Rion swore he’d be fast. The man was anything but fast.
He took his sweet, delicious time, and now every muscle in my body was screaming in protest.
My thighs ached, my back felt like it had been bent in ways it wasn’t meant to, and there was a deep, throbbing soreness between my legs that made walking feel like a punishment and a secret thrill at the same time.
I could still feel the ghost of his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise, the way he’d pinned me against the wall and driven into me with deep, relentless strokes that had me biting my lip bloody to keep quiet.
The way he’d whispered filthy things against my ear while thrusting slow and hard, then fast and punishing, until my legs shook and I came so hard I saw stars.
He’d kissed me t
