Sweet Dreams

"Fuck!!" Zyran cursed himself as soon as the door clicked shut. He'd thought that being angry with the girl and doubting her would make her even more unattractive, but that was the worst.

Why was she crying?!

Every sound she made, every movement of her hands and lips stroked a chord in his whole body that made him want to surrender. If this wasn't the goddess of seduction, Zyran didn't know who was.

Returning home to find her dressed in a small gown and running down his stairs like a wife coming to welcome her husband, Zyran was thrown off balance. Before he could understand things better, she was already running.

And then she spoke. She spoke to him without stuttering. The first thing that came to Zyran's mind was to drag her into his room and fuck her body so properly that she would remember how she became pregnant in the first place.