Seraphina POV
Lost the chance.
He dared look me in the eyes and told me that, especially when he had never given me the chance.
I pushed with all my might, trying to get him to get off me, but if my struggles affected him, he didn't show it.
Instead, he added pressure to his hold so I couldn't wiggle around him,
I hated how my body burned down the pits of my stomach and how my thighs were locking with heat.
"Stop struggling." He said with gritted teeth.
"Let me go!" I struggled again, punching him,
"If you keep moving then I might actually fuck you."
That stopped me immediately, and I also noticed the tent in his trousers. This giant tent was shooting up my stomach.
My legs weaken at the feel,
If he felt this big, then how would he ever be able to get it inside me?
Wait what?
"Oh. Unless it's what you want." A proud smirk appeared on his face.