Chapter 17 Royal
ROYAL
DESPERATELY
The sound of Leticia coming had me on the edge of climaxing. I would have come right with her. But this wasn’t about me. This wasn’t about us. This was all about her. For her.
But not coming with her doesn’t diminish her beauty or my enjoyment of seeing her come. I couldn’t see a lot with her under the covers, but the way she writhed and twisted? My view was absolutely stunning. Perfect.
When she moved the blankets, I was treated to a view through the camera, a perfect angle of her soft, full breasts, even after she tried to tug the sheet over her. I was awestruck staring at the screen.
Her sounds were breathy at first, nearly overtaking her voice, and then falling into heavy moans. They soaked into my soul and washed away any lingering resistance to being with her.
She’s so perfect. My wolf emblazons those images into the core memory bank of our mind. We should have been there for her, to make her come, to take care of her after.
I wanted it too. Desperately.
I should have told her to drink water and get herself a treat, but I could tell from how she wobbled on-screen that sleep was enough aftercare for now.
It’s my pleasure to share this with her, and I should be there to cuddle and praise her, but I can’t.
Tomorrow, I’ll need to be in her inbox, reassuring her that I’m proud of her.
Having her experience any emotional or physical withdrawal from me and our time together because I can’t be by her side is a nightmare, one I’m trying to mitigate.
She was brilliant at taking this pleasure for herself. Unlocking this with her is an honor, and now more than ever, I want to be with her. She deserves to know I’ll be here for her through everything.
Our mate. My wolf sighs contentedly.
We watch her fall into a deep sleep. Her body relaxed and comfortable among her covers.
My cock throbs, reminding me I didn’t come. I want to go to bed and take care of myself to the memory of her first orgasm. But I ignore it. Exhaustion is threatening to settle in, but my to-do list is at an all-time high, and if I don’t get some work done . . .