The sound of heavy, hot breath filled the room as Isabella stared at Nicholas unzipping his pants slowly with half-lidded eyes, her eyes filled with lust and thrill.
Her chest rose and fell from the staggered breath she took in, and her heart thumped erotically in anticipation from the moment Nicholas had whispered those words.
From the words and dark eyes of Nicholas, Isabella already guessed what was going to happen to her tonight. Nicholas wasn't going to leave her until he and his demon were satisfied, and he was going to thoroughly wreck me.
He wasn't going to stop even if she passed out or a tsunami came. He was going to destroy both her pussy and her tonight. He was going to use her until his thirst was quenched.
And fuck, instead of worrying about her pussy, she was fucking thrilled about it. She was so painfully turned on just by the thought of him wrecking her. She wanted him to ruin her. She wanted to be used by him.
