I looked at my reflection in the mirror, seeing through the eyes of Corvus. My lips remained tightly pressed together as I studied my body, now covered with crimson marks, all thanks to the Dragon King. My nipples appeared swollen and sensitive, carrying the red imprints of his touch. I turned to examine my bare buttocks, marked with the handprint of that wild man. He truly was untamed!
My exceedingly pale skin made these marks stand out even more, their appearance angry even though I could not feel any pain from them. Instead, they served as a reminder of the passion we had once shared. Memories flooded my mind—his tongue caressing my skin, his whispered words in my ears, the pleasure his fingers stirred within me, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy. It left me frustrated, consumed by the knowledge that we couldn't explore further, that our carriage journey had to end prematurely when there was so much more we could have done.
