The door that had been closed was suddenly pushed open, and a smell of wine blew in the air along with the wind behind the closed door.
The man shook twice and found the bed. As soon as he lay down, he felt something soft and cotton beneath him. He listened carefully and heard the girl's weak moans, numbed by the alcohol.
At this moment, my mind suddenly became clear, and the aroma of pine balls filled my nose.
In the darkness, those eyes were as deep as black pools, slowly becoming filled with intense lust.
Zhong Yuxi felt a slender but powerful hand unbuttoning her clothes. His movements were gentle at first, but then he tore them hard with both hands, and all the buttons of the thin maid's shirt collapsed due to his big edges.
With a wave of his hand, he threw the clothes aside.
He should have resisted, but the heat around him made him feel a coolness that he had never experienced before when he touched her. It was like a person who had been trapped in a dry field for a long time suddenly took a sip of water, and everything from his throat to his internal organs felt refreshed.
She twisted her body, moaned softly, and subconsciously pushed him with her hands.
The girl's murmurs were better than the best invitation. With a low growl, he removed the last restraint on her upper body, lowered his head and took the trembling tip in his mouth, teasing her again and again.
Her reason was completely covered by this strange wave of love. Zhong Yuxi closed her eyes and made a sound that made her even shy. She arched her body slightly, wanting to escape, but she wanted him to continue.
But in her subconscious mind, she didn't want to, she didn't want to.
In the darkness, he felt her welcome, and while kissing her, he reached out to take off her trousers, and slid his hand into her underwear, feeling that it was already wet.
She was scared and panicked, and in this pinewood fragrance, she just wanted more and more.
"No, um, no..."
When he spread her beautiful legs, the already swollen hardness pushed forward. Sharp pain mixed with the terror of being torn apart suddenly hit her whole body, and her originally confused mind suddenly became clear.
A flash of lightning flashed outside, a roar of thunder came, and the rain that had not fallen was finally coming.
Through this light, her parallel gaze could only see the flamboyant flying dragon tattoo on his chest, which was a symbol of the prince. The prince would be tattooed with this tattoo when he turned eighteen, symbolizing power and nobility.
She knew she didn't have much waking time, so she bit on the tattoo without thinking.
She used all her strength, so she bit hard, and the strong taste of blood spread in her mouth, and then slowly sank and withered under his thrusts.
He didn't know how many times he wanted her until she fainted. Alcohol can make people confused and weak, but this kind of grass can make people passionate. He released all the fiery seeds into her body.
When Zhong Yuxi woke up, it was still raining outside and there was no one around her. She hurriedly jumped out of bed, feeling severe pain in her body. She gritted her teeth to endure it, packed up the blood-stained sheets, and picked up the clothes on the floor.
The clothes ran out in a hurry.
It was almost early in the morning, and she was running faster and faster in the rain. There was something wet sliding down her face. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
I fell down a few times and was covered in mud.
The last time, she lay down in the muddy inlet, with her face on the ground, letting the rain pour over her mouth, her black hair sticking to her forehead, her whole figure was like an abandoned little animal, so fragile and pitiful.
No matter how she tried to escape the darkness of the night, there was an indisputable fact that kept beating her:
She was raped.
She smiled bitterly in the rain. The rainwater slipped into the corner of her mouth. The turbid pain and the dirty rainwater seemed to flow into her blood, washing away the original purity. Only the huge pain occupied the high ground of her thoughts, bit by bit.
submerged.
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There haven’t been many messages today. I can’t believe how you can hold back your words and smile evilly after seeing this.