It was morning by the time Gwynn opened her eyes.

There was a faint ammonia smell in the air. Her silk sleeping gown was on the nightstand. It was folded nicely, but there were still some visible creases that reminded her of the rough ways Noah had sex with her.

Then, she cast her mind on all the sex they had last night.

He hadn’t changed one bit.

At first, he was handling her like the most precious thing in the world. Once his lust got the better of him, however, he straight-up unleashed the beast within him and ravaged her. Ordinary women wouldn’t have been able to withstand his terrifying lust.

Thinking about it made her feel aroused.

Brushing the sultry thoughts aside, she put on her sleeping gown and went to the restroom to freshen up. Water flowed from the faucet as she raised her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. She might’ve been dressed, but it did nothing to cover the red marks all over her body.

Images of him driving himself deep into her ferociously, her tea