I couldn't see her yet because I was still kissing her neck.
«Theodora,» I whispered, tightening my hold. «Oh, Theodora...»
As a result, a shiver ran through her spine, and she reacted to my clench. Her back arched again as she moved her hips and accompanied me to that journey towards heaven.
Only at the end, I realised that it hadn't been so pleasurable to her.
A stain of blood appeared on the nightgown and bedsheets, and she snuggled up as soon as I rolled off. She turned her back to me, her shoulders shaking because of the emotions and all the movement.
I looked at her figure, and I felt the urge to apologise. I even moved my hand towards her. In the end, I changed my mind.
It would have been weird to say sorry. Theodora would have been ever more frightened if I did that.
I just let her lie in bed and dressed for the day. Before going out, I sat on her side of the bed.