CHAPTER 47 (SWEET TORTURE)

ANNA'S POV

I had made a mistake.

This was not what I had planned.

Every part of my body longed to flee from Xavier yet every part still longed for the torture he was exerting on my body.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes when he pulled away and left my lips bloody.

This was not what I had read in books. These were not the stories I had heard girls my age tell about kissing. I heard it was supposed to be the best feeling in the world so why was I in pain?

I saw the look of satisfaction on his face as he licked his lips clean of my blood and I was certain that I had made the wrong decision.

I had to run.

As if sensing my resolve, he pounced on me and pinned me to the bed with his weight. I did not even struggle to try to free myself as I knew it was useless.

There was no stopping him. And I was to blame. I was the one who had stoked the lion's anus.

He resumed kissing me with much more intensity than he had earlier on and against my wishes, I started to feel the need for more of it.