Everything felt blurry and heavy.
Her head buzzed with a weird ache, and Amelia groaned, trying to turn on her side.
However, no matter how much she tried, she couldn't move her body.
Why did it feel like a large rock was lying on her? Like a huge but soft rock that was breathing…in her ears? And why was her entire body tingling when she was moving?
Amelia's eyes flew wide open at the realization.
She lifted her face a little, and the naked realisation of her current position and her man's position registered in her mind.
'Don't regret it tomorrow,'
'Fuck it. This won't do.'
'Moan louder, Amelia,'
'Uhhh, fuck, you are so not naive and innocent, Amelia,'
Those raspy and breathless words echoed in her head, and her heart skipped a beat.
They nearly had their first night together if King Cyrus hadn't controlled himself.
