Chapter 54 Tender loving gods

Earth-shattering orgasm. 

For the first time, it wasn't a cliché black text in a print book.

It was real.

As real as my name, Lys. Lys rhymes with please as Grandma taught me to read on paper as a child. 

As real as my wolf Rhea behind my ribs, and the deep sound of Finn’s climax cry that had ...