Sibyl’s POV
“You are my wife...”
“I can't take it anymore...”
My brain is buzzing. The heat of the tub left me with a sense of unreality, Nuri's words haunting my mind.
What's he putting up with?
Nuri gasped. Every muscle of his body seemed to be supported by the best spears. His shoulders are twice as large as mine. His chest was as broad as an iron plate. The eight-pack abs were so tight that they became smaller at the waist, like the sturdy Jaguar I had seen in the palace.
I can't imagine having s.ex with such a strong man. I feel like he could suffocate me at any moment.
Leaving the hot water in the tub, my bare skin felt a little cold at night. The weather in the south is a little damp, and I feel a little sticky at the same time.
“Relax.” His deep voice made me even more nervous. His rough, warm hands caressed my body. I instinctively raised my hands and tried to push his chest away.
