How He Heals Me

“I’m sorry. My body hurts…from last night…” I confessed honestly.

“Let me see…” the prince murmured as his hands moved further down.

“Wait…” I protested as I tried to sit up on the bed.

Ignoring the pain that flooded my senses, I tried my best to sit up and stop him. If I wasn’t wrong, then the prince was going to check down there as well, and I would rather die than to have him inspect me down there right now.

“Shh…calm down, Mila. I just need to see if you’re fine or not. I’m sure things were very rough for you last night and it was also your first time,” he said calmly.

How can he act so calm and practical about all this?

His hands were on my thighs and I whimpered when he shifted his body out of the way and began spreading my legs. My entire body stiffened, and I instinctively began fighting him while trying to keep my legs closed.

“Prince Leonard…please…no more…” I pleaded as my voice shook.