"X-Xander... ah! Wait!"
"Please forgive me, but... I don't think I can hold back any longer."
Looming over me, the purest of purple eyes stares down at me as if I'm his prey. The heated room wasn't enough to hide his heavy breathing as puffs of smoke come out of his mouth.
I could do nothing to protect my vulnerability since this is something that I wanted too. Reaching up, I cup Xander's cheek with my hand. "It's been almost a year since we got married. How hard were you holding yourself back?"
Xander kisses my hand as he looks at me. "I don't think you could even imagine."
As the seventh night goes by, the bed ceaselessly creaks, echoing throughout my empty room. Sweat trickles down my legs while I'm being twisted and turned every which way. Screaming into the pillow was the only option I had in order not to wake up the triplets.
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"Viola," Isaac calls out, clearing his throat. "We were okay last night?"
