Reagan's hand swiped against Aurelia's ass. Her flimsy nightwear which he had her wear at the castle was already soaked in her juices.

Their sweet whispered words had turned her on immensely.

"I'm so embarrassed. I can't believe I did that" Aurelia groaned, removing Reagan's hand from the wet spot.

"What's shameful about it?" Reagan asked in a hoarse voice, he was gradually slipping into another continent, one in which they rarely crossed.

"You're with your mate and lover, desiring him is not wrong, craving the things you do is perfect, I wish I can get into your mind so I can discover all your dirty fantasies and make it...