CHAPTER 14- IN NEED OF THE KEYS

Verya woke up to the light of the sun illuminating the walls of the dungeons and Sathe’s face. He was lying in front of her behind his cells with the pink blanket she had gotten last night wrapped around him.

He was as adorable as a puppy, his hair was messy, face dry, lips slipped the slightest bit ajar. It felt like they were still in the woods, the only difference was that his head was not situated on her thigh.

These bars were getting even more annoying…she wished she hadn’t made it back here this quick, the time they had spent in the woods was far better than it was here…well if she excluded what they did last night…

That was the furthest they’ve ever gone, and the first time Sathe had ever tried to do something on his own. He had almost taken the control she had when he started thrusting, and it was the first time not being in control felt so good…

Reaching through the bars, her hand ran along the peak of his nose and down the slight curve of it toward his forehead. His skin was