Page 88 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

“Thought you might.”

I shifted, and my eyes widened. “You’re still inside me!”

Kyros peered down. “So I am.”

I choked on a laugh.

He pulled free, and I did my best not to acknowledge the mounting heat in my cheeks as he did. We’d never done this part before—theimmediately after sexpart.

He cradled me in his arms, holding me tight.

“I don’t want to stand in case I can’t,” I admitted after a few minutes.

“I’m not sure I can manage it either.”

“Wait, you’re saying I wore your ass out?”

“I already knew you were creative, vixen. That quality extends to the bedroom.”

Grunting, he got to his feet with me in tow and weaved toward the bathroom.

Kyrosreallycouldn’t walk. My body shook as he leaned against the tiled wall in the shower and slid to the ground.

“Would you rather walk?” he asked, setting me on the tiles beside him. We’d broken the shower partition and the mirror.Damn.

I reached up and turned the shower on in answer.

Tried to.

My jaw dropped as the handle came away in my hand. “Shit. I broke the shower.”

Kyros grinned. “Well, we’re fucked because I can’t walk any farther.” He took the black handle from me and fitted it overhead, twisting. Water poured out, and when it warmed, I slithered on my belly under the jet.

“Oh my god, you need to feel this,” I said, laying there as the water pounded down on my aching body. This is why I didn’t do exercise other than swimming. Exercise came with consequences.

Kyros gripped my ankles and pulled himself beside me.

“That feels incredible,” the vampire murmured, his eyes weary.

“Would it be bad to nap here?”

The graphite tiles felt like a cloud. My limbs were so heavy. I needed to sleep for a week. Because of sex.

He mumbled, “Waste of water.”

“Mmm,” I murmured.

Fingertips grazed my cheekbones. The sensation lulled me, and my body relaxed.

I was powerless to open my eyes.

“I love you, Basilia Le Spyre,” Kyros whispered.

With the last of my conscious effort, I rested my hand against his chest and smiled.

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“Bitch, get up.”

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