Body control from his mate

He couldn't sleep as he kept on shifting on the bed, he wasn't sure of the reason maybe because Faricenda's butt was against his organ and he couldn't refuse the hard on poking out from his boxer.

Glancing at her, he couldn't see her face and concluded that she was sleeping and he was here feeling uncomfortable, he doesn't blame her though. He groaned and stood up from the bed, careful not to wake her up if at all she was sleep.

Faricenda closed her eyes and reopened it, she wasn't sure about what she was feeling. She didn't have the intention of making him uncomfortable but she didn't know, she just wants to be very close to him that one might think she needs to disappear into him.

Prince Lucius walked into the bathroom, maybe a cold shower will do but it wasn't helping as her picture keeps popping into his head - the picture of her lower thighs, those fresh white soft things that he would like to run his hands on and squeeze when he slam into her.

He groaned again, switching off the