Kestrel's POV
He won't put me down but takes me outside to the pool. The water is so warm that despite my protests, he dips me in it. I squirm at first, but then I sigh as the heat seeps into my muscles, relaxing them.
Above us, the first stars are beginning to appear in the darkening sky.
His hands wrap around my waist as he stands behind me and kisses my shoulder. "Are you sore?" he asks huskily and I'm about to answer when he replies to himself. "You f****d me so hard, Kestrel. Can you take me again?"
I scoff and bury my face in my hands, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "That's because you won't stop begging me to go hard!"
"Good," he tells me, his voice dropping to that husky tone that makes my stomach flip. "Because I wouldn't stop either when I'm f*****g you."
I groan but c
