Valeriane
Malachi never said it yet his eyes gave it away, it still had that proud gaze, proud that I listened, it’s not about him. I had to ask Lucian to leave, his presence was starting to get to me, I hated the way he made me feel.
How perfectly his lies would roll off his tongue, while deep in his heart, he knows he has never done any right to me.
My gaze fell on Malachi, my limp body laying on the bed, anxious of what he has prepared for me, my c**t sore and wet beneath the duvet, I felt my n*****s aching.
I was yet to figure out if it was from the burning sensation flowing through my body or rather the soreness that filled my body.
“How would you like to c*m one last time?” Malachi asked, my body paused, I felt sore yet I could not stop thinking about the possibility of releasin
