That torturous pleasure made her both crave for more, yet she felt it was too much for her to bear. Something was building up inside her, and these new feelings that she was not aware of was making her thrilled, nervous and scared.
When he bit her chest, her entire body could not help but shudder in equal pleasure and pain.
"Your Majesty!"
His darkened red eyes looked up at her, displeasure swirling along with his hunger, as if wishing to punish her for forgetting what he had told her earlier.
He moved up just enough for their heated gazes to meet. As soon as their eyes locked with each other, Draven pinched her swollen buds.
"Ahh…Your—"
"What did I tell you to call me?" he interrupted her.
"Draven…" she replied, her voice breathy.
"Do not forget it," he warned as he leaned down towards her face and bit her lips, "or you will be punished."
