Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire
The novel's pull amplifies everything, his pride making each thrust more arousing, my body responding with endless stamina.
I don't let up, pounding into him, the dungeon echoing with wet slaps and his broken moans.
"Who sent you?" Thrust.
"The... the Shadow Guild," he whimpers, hips pushing back now, chasing the pleasure.
Shadow Guild?
Not in the book, plot's diverging!
My inner fangirl squeals, I'm uncovering canon secrets! But lust overrides; his begging fuels me, my cock swelling inside him, pleasure coiling tight in my gut.
Bab Populer