His decision

CHAPTER FORTY

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Faelyn convulses from Amendiel's threats. . . Promise, her ear barely registering the sound of belt unbuckling until she feels Amendiel's heavy meat nestling against her entrance, an inch of it slipping inside. 

She knows better than to fight Amendiel when he wants something—not that he will care anyway—but in this case, something is different.

Faelyn doesn't feel the usual pain when Amendiel's cock slowly pushes into her against her will. He does enter without asking, yes, but he is almost being . . . gentle. 

The sharp burn of Amendiel's usually rough treatment is absent today and instead of pain, Faelyn feels a different sensation, a full sensation that tingles her sensitive spot with pleasure when Amendiel buries his entire length.