Chapter 130

• Aekeira bit down on her lip, stifling her cry. She struggled to breathe, the discomfort too much as Lord Vladya moved in her with relentless, savage thrusts, devoid of gentleness.
• He took her like an animal, each thrust more forceful than the last. There was finesse, no tenderness—just raw, unbridled possession. Guttural sounds of pleasure escaped him with every stroke.
• Aekeira tried to hold back her sounds of distress, but with each brutal thrust, it became increasingly difficult. She yelped with every forceful movement, tears streaming from her eyes as she clawed at the ground, squeezing tightly attempting to endure the punishing rhythm he set.