Chapter Twenty-Three Part Two

ANNALISE

After taking a long hot steamy bath with lavender salts and then washing my hair and body off in the shower, I donned some sleeper shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt and made my way across to Xillon’s room. I waited patiently at his door after lightly knocking three times.

‘Damn, she’s beautiful. I can’t believe I am as fortunate as to have Annalise as my mate. I’m the luckiest bastard on earth.’

Xillon grins, grabs my hand and pulls me inside. He’s donning a black pair of briefs that hug his dick and balls to perfection. He's well-endowed, more so than Jarek. I wonder if he’s hard, or if that’s how it is all the time. His dick jumps, and its length grows thicker and longer. I guess he wasn’t hard, but he sure is getting that way now.

'Down, boy, not now. You’ll have your chance soon, though.’

“To be clear, I heard what you said. Both times.”

“Well, I am the luckiest bastard on earth, sweetness. And I am aware you’re exhausted. I’ll be happy just to have you in my bed tonigh