FREAKY AFTER DARK : Paranormal collection
“You are ours tonight princess, Completely.”
They stripped me slowly, deliberately. Vines tore my royal gown to ribbons, leaving me naked and suspended in mid-air, legs spread wide, arms stretched above my head.
Delicate, feathery tendrils immediately began stroking my exposed skin—tracing my spine, circling my aching nipples, and teasing the slick folds of my pussy with maddening lightness.
Sylas appeared behind me, his clawed hands gripping my hips as a thick, smooth vine—slick with sweet-smelling nectar—pressed against my entrance. “Such a greedy royal cunt,” he growled, and the vine pushed inside me in one slow, relentless thrust.