Chapter 72

• Moans and pleas echoed throughout the sacred cell, enveloping Dahlia in a dizzying haze of pain and pleasure from which she felt she could not escape.
• Bound at the wrists and restrained in her entirety, she was trapped. The hunger deep within her grumbled in frustration, yearning for satisfaction. When Xavier approached, she felt a modicum of relief, but it still fell short of the release she truly craved.
• "Yes... yes..." she gasped breathlessly, lifting her legs and grinding against him. Soon enough, he would bear the unmistakable scent of her arousal, and that was precisely what she desired.