Chapter 108: Lake, Lake

Florence’s POV

I settled into the passenger seat, the car's engine humming to life as we left the others behind. I squirmed in my seat, feeling a little sore after what we just did but I love every second of it. I don't regret a single millisecond of how he left me satisfied. He asked numerous times earlier if I could walk properly and it was hurting too much. But thankfully, our shifter abilities lessen the soreness and we can move fine after a few hours. That’s why shifters do lovemaking a little more frequently than humans. We are built differently.

The gentle purr of the engine filled the air, and the passing patrols acknowledged us with nods. It was only 6 in the morning and the surroundings were visibly deserted.

“Are you sure you're not that sore?” he asked again, hands planted on the steering wheel.

I can't help but giggle, “Yeah, you don’t make me that sore that much”

A big fat lie. He is so big I can never get used to his size but I love the feeling of it insi