"Yes," Sanaya chokes out, her voice breaking. "Please."
"Then say the words," Ignavar growls, his deep voice vibrating through her very core.
Sanaya thinks about it for less than a second, it is just a simple apology…
"I'm sorry! I left, I made you worry, I made you search for me. I'm so sorry… so please, I can't bear it anymore!"
She barely finishes before Ignavar slams into her, fulfilling his promise without mercy, filling her to the brim in a single hard thrust.
A sharp cry tears from her throat as she shatters, pleasure ripping through her in a violent wave. She clings to him, body convulsing, but even as she climaxes, it isn't enough. The cursed oil has lit a fire in her veins, and she's drowning in it. She needs more.
Ignavar doesn't stop. His thrusts come harder, deeper, teeth-grittingly relentless, each one shaking her to her core.
