Chapter 25

Dribble. Perhaps it was because he had poured out all the desire he had been holding in, but the copious amounts of milky fluid running down the cleft of her ass had pooled beneath her. The urge to scoop up the seed sloshing out and push it back in lingered in his mouth like grains of sand. Forcing himself to swallow the urge, Theodore laid a hand below Daphne’s navel. When his large palm touched her warm flesh, a golden aura bloomed from where skin met skin. As the warm light covered her beautiful body, the bruises that had blossomed from being sucked and bitten here and there vanished like melting snow.