Vincent’s POV:

My princess is spiraling.

She paces the floors so fast I’m dizzy just by watching her. I mean, I expected something akin to her current reaction. I just didn’t expect her to freak out entirely.

“How did that even…” she whirls around and faces me. Her eyes are a cocktail of worry, arousal, and fear. “That looks…painful?” I can tell she’s cherry picking her words. I’d have found her reaction adorable. That is if her chest wasn’t rising and falling rapidly, and she hadn’t immediately jumped to her feet and reeled back at the sight of my dick.

She’s scared. And it’s not funny.

“It doesn’t hurt,” I...