Chapter 197

• Danika woke to a tug on her brèast, a hand caressing her body, and a body moving against hers. As her eyes slowly fluttered open, she stared at the King who's mouth was on her breast, his hand caressing her sides.
• "Good morning, My King." She whispered, her eyes reaching automatically for the hourglass on the table at the far end of the room. It's almost dawn.
• "Mmh." He groaned, his eyes closed in what clan almost be interpreted as bliss. His hand trailed from her ribs back to her other breast and he began twerking her nîpples.