CHAPTER 11 - Sinful Hallucinations

　　“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild

　　I remembered last night.

　　The beast’s torturous hands in between my legs. How he worked his hands gradually, into my vulva. Making me gasp in pleasure.

　　“Little Ava…”

　　His hands vigorously rubbing on my clit, taking about two hands in. After a while, they became sleek from the juices that flowed out. With a burning sensation, in between my legs.

　　“C-Caspian…” I had gasped out, holding his both arms, while I laid down. A growl rumbled from his chest, before taking my lips in his, claiming them as his.

　　He bit my lower lip, till they were swelling red, imprinting his marks and love bites on them. With a feeling of ecstasy, I moaned from his continuous swindles.

　　Unsure of the tidal waves that currently built in me. He dug in deeper, leaving me wanting more.

　　“I.Need.You.To.Take.Me.”

　　I remembered, gritting out.