"W-wait, General... Not here..."
Annica tried to push the wall in front of her to free herself from the general's grip. But it was in vain. The General body was so strong and unmoveable, that she felt as if she were being squeezed between two unyielding walls.
"Why wait?" The General growled into Annica's ear. "Why not here? Are you having second thoughts about this?"
He released Annica's hair to grab her neck. His broad palm grasped her jaw and turned her face to the side.
"Of course... of course not," Annica sighed. "B-but... what if someone comes in and sees us?"
Annica's reluctance annoyed Daemond. He sniffed a little, with contempt while squeezing Annica's face. "No one would dare to come in. So tell me, Annica, do you still want to please me?"
He could see Annica clench her jaw before she nodded.
"Alright, then," she hissed.
