Chapter 164: Her..
Rose’s heart stuttered as she nodded, her face already burning red—now turning an even deeper shade. She had never heard anyone speak so shamelessly, so smoothly. Yet she nodded again, desire pulsing through her. She truly wanted him inside her.
What surprised her was how she had never felt such an urge—such a deep yearning—for a man to touch her, to kiss her, to... do things she had only read about in mature novels.
"No, Rose. Say it. I want to hear you say it," Zethan whispered, his voice low and commanding—but every word rang clear in her ears.
"Y...yes, please..." she breathed, her voice barely audible.
A wicked grin spread across Zethan’s lips.
"That’s my wife," he whispered. And before Rose could process it, he gently pushed her back onto the bed.
Her lashes fluttered as her eyes met his. Zethan pushed his silver hair back, and it slid forward again, covering her face—heavens, that was maddeningly heart-stopping.
She lay there, completely bare, as his eyes roamed over her body. Slowly, he began to undress—never looking away. Rose brought the back of her hand to her mouth, swallowing hard in awe. When he removed his shirt, her eyes widened, her breath catching at the breathtaking sight before her. She even forgot she was naked—forgot everything, except him.
Then his hands moved down to his pants—slowly.
Her face turned scarlet, her body trembling with pleasure as she tried to keep her expression steady, but sweet shivers ran down her spine. What shocked her most was how fast he moved. Her eyes followed the motion as his pants dropped, and when her gaze finally reached his boxers—she froze.
His cock stood tall, straining against the fabric.