"John!" to ruin their plans of having a second round was Victor's voice who kept screaming his name. Roselyn heard his husband cursing under his breath and scoffing annoyed by the intromission.

"I am coming, don't walk in!" John replied screaming slightly annoyed. And a groan escaped his lips, Roselyn leaned toward him to caress his cheek, "it's fine, we will make up lost time." She whispered to him before dressing herself, "John..." she said before he walked out, he turned around to glance at her who pointed at her dirty wet slips over the bed, "I can't..." she cleared her voice in all her embarrassment, "I can't wear those."

She said slightly blushing and a smirk appeared over John's lips, he giggled lightly, and walked closer to her, "don't wear any then."

Roselyn's eyes widened and she blinked few times to make sure she heard it correctly, was he just suggesting she walk around with no slips on?

When she opened her lips to ask for him to repeat he was already gone, 'oh god...' she said to herself before swallowing down. She could feel her cheeks very heated up and in all her embarrassment she proceeded on wearing the dress without anything under it.

After few minutes when she found the courage to walk outside she spotted John Victor and Ethan with few creatures to build back the surrounding of his residence. The wind blew so fast and wild that Roselyn could feel the wind blushing inside her dress and the coldness of it couldn't prevent her mind to recall the coldness of the ice cube.

Roselyn slipped down her dress who slightly lifted her knees and kept it still, her gaze fell on John who was looking at her from afar but it wasn't hard to imagine all the mischievous thoughts he was thinking.

He walked toward her and smirked before clearing her voice, "how are you?" he asked as his gaze traveled toward her dress.

He didn't wait for her to answer that he wrapped his arm around her hips, "are you cold?" he arched an eyebrow.

She felt his hand slightly running down toward her back probably to verify whether she listened to his suggestion. And when he found out she did his smirk widened even more which made Roselyn's cheek blush intensely.

"Lunch is ready!" Ethan screamed gazing at John and Roselyn who were the ones still in the garden while the rest of the squad walked inside.

They sit down around a stone table on which there was mostly raw meat except for a little dish probably for Roselyn since inside there were some fried eggs and few vegetables. John lifted his chair to bring it closer to Roselyn, closer than usual causing her to frown not fully understanding his gesture and why he would do that. He had never been so close, maybe it was because the table was shorter than the one they had at the castle and there were more guests?

Ethan headed to everyone their respective dish and everyone began to eat quietly and greedily. Roselyn cut the eggs and took few bites, "is it good?" John asked and Roselyn turned around to nod when she felt his hand brushing toward her knee. Roselyn immediately turned over and tried to slightly bowed her head toward the dish not to be seen blushing in front of everyone.

Roselyn's legs were crossed and she felt him trying to slip inside the fissure and indulging her to open them, she deduced what were his devilish intentions but she knew that if she tried to oppose much she would blush terribly.

She turned around to glower at him for few seconds, squeezing her legs together not to let his hand inside. "Roselyn would you pass me the wine?" Ethan asked and John suffocated a giggle when he saw the wine being far enough that she had to uncross her legs to climb to pass the bottle, but she couldn't say no.

"What are you waiting for? Pass it to him." John whispered teasing her and Roselyn glowered at him one more time before slightly standing up and pushing the wine bottle with her fingertips toward Ethan's direction.

When she sat again she jolted as John didn't lose time and had already his hand slipped through her dress.

Her jolt made the table shake and caught the attention of everyone in the room, Roselyn cleared her voice, "I...I.." she stuttered before valiantly trying to calm down. After catching her breath, she adjusted her sentence, " I hit an edge as I sat. It's fine." Roselyn murmured swallowing down and controlling her breath as John's hand kept massing her intimacy under the table.

When Roselyn took another bite of her fried eggs John introduced a finger inside and she had to bit her tongue not to moan out.

"Stop," she whispered clenching her teeth but John didn't seem willing to listen to her as he began to tease her clit before slipping again the finger inside, Roselyn held her breath as that was the only solution she came out with. Maybe she didn't have to listen to him and wear the slips but something was telling her that he would have done it anyway.

His finger began pressing against her wall inside her entrance as he slipped inside faster and even deeper.

Roselyn tried to change her position to indulge him to stop but it seemed impossible as at each position Roselyn took he always found a way to keep his work down there.

Roselyn knitted her eyebrows and grimaced pain trying to refrain from another moan and at the same time trying to breathe normally when she could feel her heart beating so fast and uncontrollably.

Another bite to swallow down the lump in her throat and try to drive away the annoying sensation of her heart pounding heavy inside her chest but right when she opened her mouth to take a bit and trying to distract herself from what was happening behind the table Roselyn unconsciously released a slight whimper caught everyone's attention and causing silence to fell over the room.

Roselyn blushed even more, "It's-" she swallowed down and cleared her voice, "It's very good the food, hmmm hmm." She nodded, "very good."

She kept nodding as everyone kept staring at her and then at John and Roselyn wanted to dig her own grave for the embarrassment she was in.. She forced a fake smile and cleared her voice another time before taking a big bite of her eggs to try to pretend nothing happened.