61. Caspian
I watch Asena come down from her orgasm, body trembling between us, and something fierce and possessive surges in my chest. She is ours. Finally, completely ours. The sight of her flushed skin, swollen lips, and the way our combined release glistens between her thighs makes my c**k twitch again already. I am not done. Not even close.
Zavian kisses her softly, murmuring praise against her mouth. I meet his eyes over her shoulder and we understand each other without words. We need more. She needs more.
I scoop her up easily, her legs wrapping around my waist. She is light in my arms, trusting, still catching her breath.
“Bedroom,” I say, voice rough. Zavian nods and follows as I carry her upstairs, my hands gripping her ass, fingers teasing the mess we left there. Every step
