Chapter 403 Bride Of His Vengeance Ch26

• Lenore’s POV
• The wall was cold. My skin wasn’t. It burned, scraped raw where stone had bitten into me while he took me like I was nothing but his to ruin. My breath rattled, shallow, my thighs trembling, my dress hanging in tatters.
• Riggs didn’t move far. He never did. His hand was still braced against the wall beside my head, his chest heaving against mine, his cock twitching inside me as if he hadn’t already wrung me out.