Normally, Hya would swoop Xan into his arms so he could deposit her carefully onto the bed. The best he could do now was tug on her hand while taking those few steps on legs that shook like a newborn calf's. "The memory of that show will keep me hard for months," he assured her, lying down onto the soft surface of her bed with another groan. "Sweet Naamah, I've never envied a glass cock before."