The steam was coming from the shower in the luxurious room that had a masculine interior design. The black King sized bed leaned against the grey wall and the artworks were mostly in black frames. Vases of flowers stood erect on each side of the bed and stacks of jotters and pens scattered across the study table from across the room. 

The bed was littered with Zeidan's t-shirt, pants, and belt. Lyne walked in with a tray of hot coffee and as she placed it on the table, she shook her head at the mess he made in the room. She started to pick up his trousers and socks when she heard the water running. The wind was picking up and the windows were opening and closing due to the intensity of the rain. She went to close them but shivered as she did so.

"I think I need a warm bath." She concluded and went to the wardrobe and picked a flower-printed bathrobe and wore it around her after undressing. She walked gently to the bathroom and watched the water run down from Zeidan's hair to his neck which had a tattoo. It rolled through the lines between his back and the way his muscles contracted as he raised his hands to wash his hair. She swallowed as she watched the water run down to his nice round butts which made her bite her lips. Her stomach felt like it was on fire as she watched him move. He wasn't aware that she was behind him, watching his every move and salivating at the way he did everything so smoothly just the way he held her and moved with her. 

"Zeidan." She called lightly and as he turned, smiling knowingly at her, she blushed but was not embarrassed that he caught her staring at his nakedness. 

A few months ago, this man had annoyed her and she was at the crossroad between loving his appearance and getting upset at him. She had been angry at her dad for marrying her off but if she had known that this man would turn out to be after her heart, she would have blessed her dad every morning. Whenever he looked at her, she felt like he could see through her, know her thoughts and feel her pains. 

Slowly, she let her robe slide off her shoulders. She stared at Zeidan from under her long beautiful eyelashes and she was certain he enjoyed watching her do that. She had just finished reading a book from the library that evening with the title, "take control of your sex life." The author had advised her to take on the reins as a woman and let her man enjoy being her subject. Well, maybe not yet because right now, what was in her mind, the author can never imagine. 

The robe fell to the floor in a muddy form and she stepped out of it, leaving her bare. Her golden hair complemented her skin and like a goddess, she stepped into the shower with him. He chuckled.

"Wow. You are beautiful, Lyne." He commented as he placed a hand on her cheek, where she rested her face. She smiled and looked up at him, unspeakable messages passing between them. 

"You are hot, Zeidan."

"Finally." They both laughed. "You admit it. I always see the way you look at me and I must say those words coming out of your mouth, hits differently."

"You mean different from the other girls?" 

"Oh, you naughty little girl!" He pretended to chide her and she laughed when he grabbed her thighs and carried her so she was resting on his hips, his hard length already placed in between her legs. He turned so she was resting by the wall and her legs were wrapped around his waist. They were locked again. 

He crushed his lips on hers and for a moment she was lost in the eternal bliss of how he tasted. He sure knows how to dig up her inner self which she never knew. Hell! He had even dug out her Wolf. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands running through his hair and they kept smiling sensually at each other every time they broke the kiss. Looking into his eyes, she knew of nothing else. Not the fact that she is a fucking Queen or that Zeidan has lost his powers but that she was here like a regular girl loving and getting loved. He ran his hands all over her at once. Her thighs, her butts, her stomach, and when he got to her breast, he fondled for a while, trying to be so careful about them but Lyne wasn't bothered by whether he was careful or not. She wanted to feel him. Feel all of him inside of her. Letting his energy coursing through her veins and holding on to his powerful arms as he jams into her.

Lyne nibbed at his lips and sighed deeply into his ear, releasing a warm breath that made Zeidan groan. 

"Damn!" 

He placed kisses on her breasts and did well to caress them with both mouth and tongue. He was very good at using his tongue and at a point, she craved to feel it underneath her. She stopped Zeidan and looked into his eyes. She swallowed and he knew what she wanted, simply smiled and shifted so that her legs were raised above his head. 

She had been right. Feeling his tongue underneath her, rolling every inch and meeting her most sensitive places. She started with a slight moan, and it turned into a ragged breath which in turn rolled into gasps and screams of sheer pleasure. Soon, he was done and he rose, kissing her again. 

"Don't stop!" Lyne ordered and he being an obedient subject did as he was told. He placed his length between her legs and slowly pushed in. She moaned deeply and she could feel from the way his muscles quivered that her sound had turned him on. 

For a moment, they started with a slow rhythm. But, Lyne wanted more, needed more. She urged him to go faster and he did go faster. Slamming her hips against his with the whole of him inside her. She grabbed the faucet nearby to stop herself from falling but while they continued, she was so engrossed in their activity that she mistakenly turned on the faucet. It blasted all over their bodies but they didn't care. They never cared whenever they were together. 

With their bodies, minds and souls locked together, they moved at the same fast pace and Zeidan made sure to do everything she wanted. Being inside her and his body touching her all at the same time. She felt high, in fact higher than the sky and her stomach felt like it would burst from excitement as she released from sheer pleasure together with a sigh of satisfaction. Zeidan was breathing hard against her, his face in the crook of her neck. He kissed her on the head.

"I love you."

"Mmh-mmh." That was all she could say as she felt her legs numb.