“It’ll hurt at first, My Queen, but soon enough you’ll feel better.”

She remembered Mrs. Cessley’s words as the sound of clothes falling on the floor echoed. The subtle movements in the room soon calmed and Ivan’s weight pushed the bedding down and hovered over her body.

She was looking not at him, so he cupped her cheek and looked into her soulful eyes he could get lost in.

“Um… Alicia? At first… it’ll hurt…”

He leaned forward, their forehead touching.

“But later on, it will fade and it’ll feel better…”

She nodded, but she had little hopes. His skillful fingers touching her made her wet, but a man of...