Emilia's POV
My breath caught when his mouth brushed my p***y, a feather-light kiss that seared me more than fire. His lips parted, and then—oh Goddess—his tongue dragged slow and hot over my c**t.
I screamed.
The sound tore from me raw, helpless, my body convulsing against the chains. Pleasure burst through me, violent and consuming. I tried to twist away, but his hands clamped down harder, anchoring me to the bed. His tongue flattened against my c**t, licking, stroking, devouring me like he meant to drink my very soul.
“Please!” The word ripped out of me before I could stop it.
He didn’t pause. His tongue lashed again, harder this time, swirling relentless circles until my vision blurred. My chains rattled as I thrashed, but he held me perfectly still, forcing me to take every flic
