EPILOGUE

ONE MONTH LATER

MARIA

"Put the head in."

"Bob your head faster."

"Squeeze it—yeah, just like that."

Flattening her tongue along the underside of Bran's cock, Maria watched his hands clench into fists, lost in the throes of pleasure and pain, his face contorted to match the emotions.

In broad daylight when they both had things to be doing, such as Maria learning her new duties as a queen and Bran who was supposed to be having a meeting with his most trusted advisors, they had both snuck off into their room, wanting to take the edge off.

One would think that with how hot their passion was, it would burn out quickly, but instead, it was like the more they had each other, the more insatiable they became for one another, seeking each other out during the day to get the most intense parts of their desires off before they would meet at night.

But then again, maybe it was because they rarely saw each other during the day lately.

Right now, he was leaning against the door shirtless, with je