Chapter 73

Nicholas

I missed Erina’s long black hair. The contrast of it and her skin had been a thing of beauty. It made me want to find the monster that had cut it, and rip his throat out. Fear glittered in her eyes. She wasn’t certain if she could handle my whip, but I knew she could. Her greedy little cunt drooled for attention. Obviously, the rest of the pack had failed in satisfying her. I pressed the bulbous end of the dark green whip deeper into her. The first finger width entered her and I pulled it slowly in and out, watching her face. She was still not letting herself go.

Very well.

I pushed deeper, to the second knob on the handle. It was not the width of two fingers. Her cunt slurped and smacked as I pulled it in and out. It didn’t want to let the leather go.

“Little One,” I cooed.

“Yes, Nic?”

Good, I wanted her to always call me that. “You’re too quiet. Here I am fucking you with one of my favorite toys. Your body is moving against it,