After it was over, Erik rolled off his wife. Much to his surprise, he panted a little. Though the physical exertion was nothing to him, dominating Astrid like this was… a new sensation. Plus, he'd not felt this frustrated and strangely powerless since his first few years on Söl.
Next to him, Astrid was no different. She groaned and panted as the last aftershocks of a powerful orgasm rocked her body and the last drops of Erik's spunk slipped down her throat.
"G— Gods…" she muttered, blinking as she looked up at the ceiling. "What the… hell was that…?" With Erik no longer touching her, the suppression of her power quickly waned. She could easily break the chains of ice binding her hands now, but she was still too bewildered to do so.
Smirking, Erik rapidly sat up and turned to her. "I don't know where you've been hiding this kink, but I'm not done yet," he growled, his piercing amber eyes shining with hunger.
