Cyra moaned in between their kiss, feeling him shoving his fingers deeper inside her core. It hurt her, but the pleasure it brought to her was mind numbing.
Her arms tightened around him. His tongue devoured every corner of her mouth like he owned her, and he had every right to love and ruin her the way he pleases, and even after knowing about it, even the mere thought of stopping him didn't cross her mind because she had started believing, he owned her more than she possessed her own self.
She knew he was that possessor of her, who was capable of making her forget about each and every lover of hers.
His fingers and mouth continued to torture her until she didn't tear up and broke down in his arms. Her juices wetted his fingers, which made him pull back to look into her slightly watere
