บท 389: Light and Darkness - Part 7

Bound to the bed, Zeke looked like the god of hell caught by a mischievous angel.

There was an undeniable allure in his restraint, a dynamic display of power and surrender. He was smiling, eyes gleaming as if thrilled about something. "Such a naughty goddess," he murmured, his voice a husky murmur that vibrated with delight as his eyes fixed at the seductive goddess atop him. 

And Alicia smiled back. Her tongue flicked across the corner of her lips, and she extended her hand, her fingertip slowly drawing a path across his broad chest. "Naughty…" she echoed softly. Lifting her eyes to meet his, she added with an enticing purr, "…would you want me to be even naughtier, my husband?"