Nathan let out a long sigh, his body feeling incredibly heavy. Exhaustion had seeped into every muscle—his back was sore, his hips ached, and his eyes were getting so heavy he felt like he could pass out right there. The sticky sand mixed with sweat and their leftover fluids made his skin feel gritty and tacky everywhere, but he was too damn tired to move. Livia was still curled up in his arms, her head resting comfortably on his slowly rising and falling chest, her white bunny ears hanging limply over his shoulder.
Suddenly Livia murmured softly, her voice still hoarse from screaming through her orgasm just minutes earlier. "Nathan… do you believe your world is gonna be saved because of our kid someday?"
