VALEN’S POV

I fisted the hand laying at my side tightly, trying to gather some semblance of control, even as my tongue snaked out to tangle with hers, and her delicious taste flooded my senses.

I’d conclude that Zira had been sent by the Goddess to test my patience, my control, and my sanity. Everything that I’ve worked so hard for over the years crumbled pitifully in her presence. With minimal effort, this tiny slip of a girl was turning me inside f*cking out, and ...