"Well our little princess said she wasn't satisfied yesterday so I have to work harder today. "
Damien arched his brows and strode towards them.
"Oh really?"
Rhys smirked and nodded, "Yes. She wanted you too it seems. But you left her hanging."
Damien glanced at her,"You wanted me to join in the fun?"
Beatrix blushed and nodded."Y-yes."
"Oh I'm so sorry darling, I didn't trust myself watching you two. A lot of dangerous thoughts were running through my mind."
He reached the bed, "But I can make it up to you. If you want."
"Yes please…" she breathed.
Damien nodded, "Remove the shirt."
Beatrix got up from the bed and pulled the shirt from her head showing her bare chest to them.
Damien tenderly cradled her cheek, guiding her face towards him before their lips met in a fiery and passionate kiss. He entwined his fingers in her hair, deepening the kiss as his tongue danced with hers.
