Aftermath

EVIE

Wanting to think clearly, Evie dashed to her chamber. The familiar floral scent and the soft cushion of her bed made her heave out a deep sigh.

As she stared at the blank ceiling while lying down, King Adamos's flushed face appeared, his parted lips panting for her.

Evie bit her lips, recalling the rawness of his imprints that he left on them.

Her delicate fingers traced his kisses down to her cleavage.

'I did not know that doing this feels good,' she murmured as her own hand fondled her breast while she closed her eyes, imagining that they were King Adamos's and recalling the vivid details that they shared in the throne room. 

Sensing that she was already pleasing herself, her eyes widened in horror. Her hands flew to her hair and pulled them out. 

"No, no, no. Stop it, Evie. You could not feel anything for him because it will just ruin your plan," she scolded herself.