Chapter 72

As her whimpers became louder, a second finger slid inside. If it weren’t for the way his fingers curved and moved within her, she might have been fooled into thinking his member was inside her, though she was acutely aware of his true size.

“Ah, oh!”

Vlad spread his fingers, widening her. The pleasure was intense and all-consuming.

“Can you hear that, Liliette?” he asked, his voice low and laced with a hint of amusement.

Each time his fingers twisted and thrust into her, a wet sound filled the room, the rhythm sending sparks flying before her eyes. Her forehead pressed against the mirror, turning red from the pressure, but she hardly noticed.

It feels so good. Just a little deeper… just a little more…

Tears of desperation trickled down her cheeks as she lifted her head, her eyes dazed with pleasure.

“Ah, Vlad, please, stop… oh!” she pleaded.

“Not yet,” he murmured.