Chapter 32

The Queen

Moriah

“More, more,” I yelled desperately, like an addict demanding the next dose. “Armaloth, more, give me more.” He smirked wickedly, dumping the rest of his load on me, pushing it deeper. 

My body was experiencing the heights of delight, so I closed my eyes to be able to feel how high my mind was. Armaloth kept unloading his seeds, and it seemed that there was no end. He held me by the head again with his hands and kissed me deeply.

I kissed him in response. The pleasure he had given me was so much that all the previous suffering had remained in the past. Our tongues were tangled with each other, I still felt his fangs ripping and piercing my skin with each kiss, but I didn't care, I felt in the clouds.

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