Nicholas p.o.v.
I kissed and bit her bare shoulder, and she moaned, I hauled and thrust between her legs, and she whimpered, I glide my tongue and sucked her cold erect n****e$ and she squirmed and cried and pulled me closer...her nails digging into my clothed back, making the wounds of my whip bleed, her flesh clapping against my hard pulsing d**k, right above her wet hole, divided by just the thin cloth of my slack. Our sweat and breath blended together, and the loud sound of bed hitting against the wall echoed in the dark empty room.
It was like a ritual, a sacred sinful ritual...and Xenia was my god, a god I was ravishing every f*****g night.
My eyes looked down at her innocent ocean eyes when she clasped my waist tightly, stopping my grinding hips above her, " Father, I think we
