Chapter 9

Grace unconventional comfort

I tried pulling my hand away from his grip but it was no use. He locked the bathroom door and started taking his clothes off.

"Start stripping Grace, I'm very unstable right now," he smiled oddly and I scowled at him as I pulled off my clothes. He smirked at me and waved at me to enter the water first. I exhaled and walked under the warm spray. Mortas entered after me and pressed his front to my back end. I felt his length rubbing against my ass and glanced over my shoulder at him. He kissed my cheek and smiled.

"Help me Grace," he sighed and bent his knees, putting himself right at my opening. He spread my legs a little wider and pushed himself up inside. I moaned softly, he wrapped his arm around my middle, his other hand on my lower back and started thrusting. My hands pressed against the shower walls as he continued thrusting rhythmically into my core.

"You always feel so fucking amazing Grace," he growled softly and I felt my wal