Making Fantasies Come True

"Did it hurt a lot?" Drayce asked, his voice soft and gentle, a stark contrast to his demanding tone from the previous night.

Embarrassed, she shook her head. "A little."

His hands, which had been resting around her stomach, began to trace the curves of her body, his fingertips gently brushing against her delicate skin.

"Was it cruel of me to demand you keep looking at me, even though you were in pain?" he asked again, his voice still gentle but tinged with guilt.

Seren knew that Drayce had always put her needs and wants before his own, caring for her like a delicate flower, protecting her from even the slightest harm. For the first time, he had been willful with her, taking what he desired, which must have made him regret his actions.

She shook her head. "I understand why you did it. You don't need to feel bad about anything. I loved seeing you like that, the emotions I had never seen on your face before. They were precious."