Rex's cruelty reached a new peak of psychological torment. Still holding her suspended, he shifted his grip, lifting her hips so high that her entire body weight seemed to be supported only by his powerful arms and the point where they were fused together.
The position was agonizingly intimate, forcing her to expose every vulnerable inch of her torso to his predatory gaze.
"You know," Rex mused conversationally, his voice disturbingly calm despite the wet, rhythmic slapping of their bodies. "Since you're being so stubborn about this little arrangement... I think I'll just ask Elaris to do it instead~!"
"She might be more cooperative than you."
Morwenna's eyes snapped open, pupils dilated with pure horror. The mention of Elaris and the innocence that still remained in their family was like a blade to her heart.
"That...! Hah...! Do not...! Stop... Rex, please, don't you dare touch her!"
