Chapter 22

• She thrashed.
• Rasing her legs as high as possible, Astrid made to kick him in the face but he was faster, tying her ankles apart to both sides on the bed, it almost looked like she was being hung on a cross. She wanted to laugh, laugh at her stupidity for ever agreeing to such a stupid game, laugh for her weakness that led her to being tied this way and scream at the darkness for being dark. A tear suddenly slipped from her eyes, trailing towards the side of her eye, down to her ear. It left a tingly sensation and at the same time, a deadly and ghostly chuckle escaped from the depth of Kieran's throat as he settled back into her legs. There was nothing to restrict him now, she was fvcking sacrificial.
• She forced herself to remain still while she tried to adapt to the darkness. Took a long time for her brain to get that. She forced her eyes to stare at him but it was too dark and all she could make out was his teeth impossibly close to her pussy. She felt it, his hot breath fanning against her bare thigh, he was smelling her. A little push and she would literally be bucking herself into his face. An estranged whimper escaped her lips from the thought as she closed her eyes tight.