Rise of The Fallen
He placed a hand on Shamshiel’s shoulder as he stood, something unspoken communicated between them, then he settled onto the floor in the corner, his eyes trained on us.
“Shall we continue where he left off?” Shamshiel asked me, as he began to take his clothes off. “I do believe you haven’t finished yet, and I want you to scream my name when you do.” My insides clenched, I wanted to cum so badly, and I knew Cain had denied me on purpose; to let my angel finish me. I sucked in a breath, and he kissed me, sweet and gentle, his tongue parting my lips carefully. He snaked one arm behind my back and guided me down on the dingy mattress. I practically melted at his gentle touch, a sharp contrast t