Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 512: Stop right there

As Penny had mentioned before, Zoren possessed this hidden strength. However, this strength, this enthusiasm — it was no longer just a reserve. It scared her.

"Stop now!" Penny yelled from the bathroom, pressing her palms against the door. "Renren, you're a beast! No more! Let me pee in peace!"

On the other side of the door, Zoren tilted his head slightly and raised his hands in surrender, taking a step back.

"I thought you wanted me to help you?" he whistled, causing Penny to glare at the door.

"I'm tired! This isn't just exercise anymore; it's a marathon!" she cried, making sure the door was locked, fearing he might still try to follow her.

After the first round, then the second, Zoren had gone for two more rounds because his "mighty friend" wasn't backing down. As someone new to this part of life and relationships, they both had more energy for such intimacy. But now, she needed a break.

"Goodness..." she breathed out. "At this point, I don't think he's sick at all."

Penny shook her head and sighed heavily. Pushing herself off the door, she glared at it. If she hadn't run into the bathroom, she would've been pinned under him again.

"It's not like I don't want to, but I'm so sore," she murmured, looking down at her body. Her knees felt shaky, her hips numb, and her entire body ached. Sometimes, Zoren would lose control, though he would quickly notice and slow down. Yet, the brief, tight grip he had left marks on her skin.

"Not that I hate it," she whispered, dragging herself away from the door. "In fact, I kinda like it when he gets a little rough."

As Penny dragged herself toward the toilet, she stopped as she passed the mirror. Walking backward, she faced it—and her jaw nearly hit the floor. Her brows furrowed deeply as she stepped closer for a better look.

"Oh my god," she muttered, stretching her neck to check the hickeys he had left. They wouldn't be easily covered with a simple concealer.

in hickeys-bruises, really. If anyone saw her, they'd think she had been battered. Her gaze then fell to her collarbone, spotting more hickeys

body, she was left speechless. A scoff escaped her lips as she

"!!!"

blank. She tried to recall what outfits she had brought

scoffed again, glaring at the door. "Did he plan to trap

out of the bathroom. The moment she opened the door, she flinched. Zoren

the red marks on his collarbones, chest, and neck! She covered her mouth, noticing

swirling in

quickly, retreating back into the bathroom and slamming the

said she was fine, he shrugged and walked back to the couch to wait for her. As he casually sat down, he

aloud. "And I know she's exhausted, but I can't seem to

his head. But he couldn't entirely blame himself. He never thought he would enjoy making love so much it was

himself. He had thought he'd get tired at some point, but he hadn't. It

corner of his mouth curled up as he gazed at his

on his

this blood?" he wondered, frowning.

him raise his hand closer

to inspect further, the bathroom door

"Stop right there!"

froze, turning his

when she saw him about to smell his hand. Her eyes quickly darted to

he asked, standing up

shoulders, he looked upset, trying to sense if she was in pain,