|| RECOMMENDED SONG:
Wasted Times By The Weekend ~🖤||
Ayra's eyes snapped open a bit widely before falling on the woods in near distance. She never knew that he could read her thoughts and mind. She solemnly hoped that that big bad demon didn't had such incredible ability to read anyone's mind.
Standing stark naked in front of the hottest man ever lived in Basarisk, which woman wouldn't have such fetish desire of consuming him wholly?
Ayra bit down her lips together shyly. Exhaling a nervous breath, she muttered keeping her voice low and clear,
" I don't want you to do anything like that.."
Another dark chuckle passed through his lips as if he was enjoying the lie even though he knew the damn truth. He brought his face closer, next to her hot ears and whispered huskily,
" But I want to do every dirty things with you. This little thing looks so pretty shit on you."
