Bab 341: Recuperation (1/4) - R18

Rowan touched himself shamelessly through his pants as he weighed his options. 

Do exactly as Wren said and wait naked and ready on the cloak for his relief…or do anything but what Wren said and wait for an even better relief.

He leaned back in the kitchen chair, legs splayed wide open so he could rub himself while imagining every possible outcome. The only thing this accomplished was making himself even harder and more desperate for Wren's attention than he already was. 

The pressure of Wren's energy buzzing inside him made it difficult to think straight, let alone continue to play the game of push and pull as he usually did.

Rowan's breathing had turned shallow and needy from the anticipation. His skin was hyper-sensitized from the delicious burn of Wren's energy flickering just below the surface.

He couldn't imagine a sweeter agony.