I have become consumed by my consumption of Orenda.
Bringing her body to pleasure has turned into an obsession that continues to rob me of my faculties. No longer am I satisfied to see her vulnerable, sleeping form writhe in ecstasy as her mind fills with dreams of me, now I crave to see the pleasure in her eyes. I sought her out like a shark seeks out chum in the water. I let her touch me and her touch became my undoing. The exquisite burn of her skin cast a blinding, primal haze over my mind and in that moment, it was no longer just her pleasure I craved but my own. I hungered to feel my pleasure through her, but I was not prepared for it.
I never knew my body could experience such euphoria. It felt foreign and confusing. All I have ever known is malice and coldness, but I feel heat an
