In a toneced with allure, Nathan teased, “Are you sure you’re only checking for injuries?”


    Lucinda feigned confusion.


    “What else could there be?”All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    Nathan’s whisper was a blend of warmth and mischief.


    “I think you want to have some intimate moments with me.


    ”


    His words stirred a yful retort from Lucinda.


    “Your teasing knows no bounds.


    Just wait, I might just have to teach you a Lesson tomorrow.


    ”


    Nathan’s response was a yful smirk.


    “I’m looking forward to it.


    ”


    With a click of her tongue, Lucinda gently pushed him away, admonishing, “You’re beyond redemption…”


    As Lucinda entered the basement, her movements were marked by a mix of resignation and weariness.


    She forwent her usual nightly routine, simply lifting the quilt and settling into bed, knowing Nathan would take good care of her after her rpse.


    Nathan was quick to join her, offering thefort of his embrace as theyy together.


    Lucinda half—jokingly warned Nathan, “Keep your distance.


    You’re not worried I might end up pping you while you’re asleep?”


    Nathan, inhaling the scent of her hair with a contented sigh, reassured her, “Until you fall asleep, I’ve got my gentle wife by my side.


    After that, I’ll make sure to stay on my guard.


    ”


    Lucinda was well aware of Nathan’s prowess.


    Unless he chose to let his guard down, it was unlikely he’d be caught off guard.


    Their conversation dwindled into soft murmurs as they embraced sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms.


    *


    As they made their way into the vi, Cyrus led Noelle upstairs without uttering a word, his silence amplifying the tension between them.


    Feeling overwhelmed by his intensity, Noelle pleaded, “Can you slow down a bit? Your pace is making me anxious…”


    Acknowledging her difort, Cyrus moderated his steps, though he remained silent.


    Upon reaching the bedroom, he sat down and positioned Noelle across hisp, leaving her momentarily confused by his actions.


    Before she could process the situation, she felt a sharp, unexpected sensation.


    As reality set in, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.


    Had Cyrus actually spanked her?


    Indignant, she confronted him, “How could you? That’s humiliating!”


    Her voice was a mix of shock and embarrassment, highlighting the indignity of the act rather than the physical difort.


    Facing Cyrus, her fiancé, with whom she had yet to form a close bond, onlypounded her dismay.


    Cyrus’s frustration was evident as he responded to her movements, pausing his actions.