The spot where Eli hit her stung, sending waves of pins and needles rushing over Islinda's body. But at the same time, the pain eased into pleasure, and she couldn't help but moan lasciviously as he soothed the red, angry skin by stroking and kneading it.
Islinda lifted her hips, leaning into his soothing touch and anticipating his next move. She was so aroused that her wetness dripped down her thighs. Normally, Islinda shunned such wanton acts, but now there was this strange, hungry side of her that needed satiating. She was a little bit dark and twisted from the inside too.
"Please…" Islinda whimpered, unable to stand this torturous foreplay anymore. She wanted him inside her. She needed Eli to bring her to worlds unknown. She didn't mind being his whore right now.
