Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Camilla’s POV

The obnoxious sound of moans, growls, and grunts mixed with the sound of skin slapping against skin, echoed in the whole room. I could feel my sweat dripping down the back of my thighs as it bounced against Alaric’s.

I squirm and squeal in every thrust. In every second he withdraws his cock my pu**y clenches. And, as if my body had a mind on its own, I have not realized that I have been meeting his deep thrusts, rocking my hips with the intense in and out motion of his c*ck inside me.

I could feel his anger, one that has been buried deep within him. Has been for a long time.

It seems that anger was not really directed at me. Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths and fisted the bedding in my hands. My back arched so I was in the perfect position to accommodate his monstrous length.

He grunted in approval, before feeling his hand glide into my hair, tugging at it as he continued pounding his c*ck in and out of me. I could feel his desperation. He was livid.

I bit