Aliana's eyes widened slightly at his words, only for Gavriel to lightly pinch her chin between his fingers.
"Answer me."
"Y-yes…"
Her voice came out far softer than she intended, almost breathless, as if that single word was all she was capable of forming after everything he had just done to her.
"Good girl." His expression darkened as his voice dropped to a lethal whisper. "And you are not allowed to pull away anymore… you cannot back out now, do you understand?"
As though trapped under some dark spell woven by the devil before her, Aliana gave him a slow, obedient nod.
But clearly, that was not enough for him.
Gavriel clicked his tongue softly, the sound echoing through the heavy silence between them as his gaze slowly drifted back down to her swollen lips.
"Use these pretty lips of yours," he murmured darkly.
"Yes…"
The instant the word left her mouth, the dazed haze clouding her expression suddenly shifted.
