….Nymeria sitting on the other side of the door.
Christina's eyes flicked to the door, then back to Himmel as she felt it too.
Himmel sat up slowly, her weight still on his lap, his voice low. "She's listening."
Christina didn't flinch. Instead, she leaned in, lips brushing my ear. "Let her."
Himmel's hands trembled slightly as they rested on Christina's hips, feeling the new fullness there.
The way her body had changed in ways that made his pulse race.
Her breasts, larger now, pressed against his chest as she leaned in closer.
Her crimson eyes locked on his with an intensity that spoke of years lost and reclaimed.
She knew Nymeria was there, just beyond the door, listening.
The knowledge didn't deter her; if anything, it fueled the fire in her gaze.
"Let her hear everything," Christina whispered, her voice husky, unashamed.
She ground her hips down slowly, feeling him harden beneath her, a small smile playing on her lips.
