When Zique’s knot finally retracted, he pulled out of Kiara, both sighing out in relief at the fact that they could now move.

They had been laying down motionless for more than five minutes, her legs were probably cramped and he didn’t have to ask if she was tired.

It was so blatant in every breath that left her lips.

Sitting up, he reclined against the sofa, looking over at her. “Are you okay?”

Kiara nodded. “Yeah.”

“Dinner will be delivered soon, let’s wash up before it gets here.”

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