Chapter 50
Riven's POV
The image of my brother and her kissing earlier refused to leave my head. The way her legs wrapped tightly around his waist while soft whimpers escaped her lips as though she had completely forgotten the world around her. Fuck.
A part of me wished she had been doing that to me instead.
I fell back against my bed with frustration burning beneath my skin while I slowly pulled my tunic over my head. My cock strained painfully against my shorts, already hard from the thoughts tormenting me since I walked away from that garden.
The moment I tugged the last piece of clothing off myself, my dick sprang free against my stomach.
My chest rose heavily while my hand slowly wrapped around the base, rubbing the tip with my thumb as a sharp breath escaped through my lips.
Images of her naked body flashed recklessly through my mind.
