Alexander's hand pulled out a small white jar; the cork easily popped with his thumb, looking at the bloody demoness with her face pressed into the dirt.
"How do you want to do it?" He asked her with a smirk
"Let me go, you bastard!" Kaliara gasped, trying to push his hand away but failing.
"Oh, no no, no, baby. You're mine now." He said, his hand stroking down her cheek, leaving a trail of blood behind. "You will pleasure me for eternity, and all I ask is that you let me do whatever I wish to your body. If you refuse, I will have my way with your breasts and mouth, then I will fuck you in the ass while you scream and cry like a bitch then I'll kill you, do you understand?"
Kaliara's head spun as she felt his hand graze her throat, her fingers clawing at his wrist as she tried to pry away.
"Do you accept my terms, Kaliara? Isn't swallowing this little milk bottle easier than being raped?"
