The bed creaked as their movements ended. The once cool room now steamed like a sauna, with Selene's wet eyes glancing up at Nikolai, her expression charming and seductive, but her little lips pouted.
"You... do you have to be so strong?!"
"Hey, is it my fault you are so seductive and hungry?"
"Who is hungry!?"
Selene threw a pillow at his face, but then winced in pain; her little sister ached after such a rough and wonderful time. She might be a monster, but this kind of intensity was too much, even though she complained about her husband's strength in bed.
"What, since you're so feisty, do you want more?"
"!!!"
Her eyes widened in shock at his words, and she bit her lip while turning away. Then spoke in a soft voice.
"I won't fight... no more, let's rest... okay?"
"Why is my wife so cute?"
"Nn..."
