Chapter 14. Possessiveness

Alexander

He gazed lovingly at his sweet angel, waiting for her to wake up. He had not realized he had fallen asleep on top of his poor baby until he felt her whimper. He felt so worried that he got up to check if she was hurt. She just swatted his hands away, mumbling his name, and fell back to sleep. He guessed he had exhausted her.

Goddess. He could still taste her sweetness. So pure. She tasted like ambrosia. She got him drunk from her nectar.

His essence was imprinted on her. Even though he had tended her, wiping his seed on her belly, the scent would stay for days on her skin. Every creature would know she belonged to him.

In his jeans and beige turtleneck long-sleeve shirt, he was dressed for the day. He didn’t bother washing her scent on him. They could shower together later in the evening. His cock twitched in response. And maybe play some more. Until he confessed the truth, he would limit their sexual exploration. And he would consummate their bond