If she was naked then, she wanted him to be naked too.

She whimpered when he licked at the place where Theodore’s mark used to be earlier, but soon she kicked his thoughts out of her mind. She was going to enjoy this moment instead of crying over the loss of that man who didn’t treat her right.

"Can I leave a hickey?" He asked.

"From my breast to my thighs." She muttered, slipping her hand under his underwear. She moaned, running her hand over his manhood. She couldn’t help but try to imagine the length of his dick. "I want you naked, Silver Hair."

"Anything for you, Princess." With...