Chapter 128

Tears spilled relentlessly from Emmeline’s eyes as she thrashed about on the bed, her limbs flailing in a futile attempt to alleviate the overwhelming sensations of discomfort that wracked her body.

“Fuck, it hurts.” She cried out weakly.

Zavian’s breathing was ragged. He took several deep mouthfuls of air to calm himself down, running a hand through his hair before dragging his feet toward the bed once more.

He knew he had to make this right, to alleviate her pain. And his saliva should work magic in this case. “Forgive, baby. I’m here, I’ll make it better.”

He gently maneuvered Emmeline on her back, his eyes filled with desire and concern. “Let me help you,” he murmured soothingly roaming his hands over her body, not just to arouse but to comfort... to remind her of the intimacy they shared was beyond the physical act.

His lips found hers, kissing her deeply, trying to convey his apology and his affection.

Then he moved down her neck and began t