DEVIL’s GRIP
Hema flushed deeply, feeling utterly humiliated as Zayden's hungry gaze raked over her exposed flesh.
Without warning, he grabbed her and hauled her onto his lap, forcing her to straddle his thighs. Hema let out a startled yelp, instinctively trying to push away from him. But Zayden held her tightly in place, his hands gripping her hips bruisingly.
He ducked his head and latched onto one of her breasts, sucking hard. Hema arched her back with a choked moan, feeling tears stream down her face. Zayden feasted on her flesh, alternating between her breasts and laving his tongue over her sensitive nipples.
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