Bab 120: Past - 60 I Am Eleventh

Regina's feet cramped and her entire body felt as if she had been run over. With trembling fingers, Vulture undid her gag, then her wrists. Catching her weight, he cradled her, folding them on the floor. 

They fell in a tangle of limbs onto the thick white carpet, covering it with sweat, come, and drops of blood. Vulture did not withdraw and somehow managed to twist her so she faced away. 

Not saying a word, he tucked her closer, spooning her with his hard body. His heart thudded against her back, matching the erratic pace of hers. She snuggled closer, blissfully content. Vulture hurt her, but adored her, all at the same time. He gave her everything she needed. 

The intimacy between them could not be described and she shivered as he unclamped her nipples, rubbing them gently. He sighed deeply and yawned.