On heat

Victoria's POV

I moaned in pleasure as he kept licking my left neck, he increased his speed and tightened his grip on me, but suddenly, he stopped and pulled away from me.

I held his gaze and could see his eyes were miserable, but I could notice something else. He was tensed.

“What is it?'' I asked shyly, while moving away from his lap.

“Nothing.” he stood up from the bed and turned his back on me.

I felt heartbroken and hurt. I knew we might have had sex several times, but to me, all this was new.

“Was I that bad?” I asked, hurt.

“Of course no, the problem is me and not you.” he replied with his back to me.

I gulped in pain, stood up from the bed, and walked over to the couch. I took the phone he had gotten for me and left the room, without him turning to face me or even saying a word.

I decided not to go to my room, rather I left the house and went to the quarters where his men lived.

Reaching there, I knocked on the door and within a few seconds the door was opened.

“Can I come in?