“Just for a fleeting split second his mind let go of its desperate chant: Nobody can hear me here, and replaced it… — Ciaran Dwynvil Psychology Copy Share Image
“Later, he would ask later who Attila was. Now he only wanted Belial's kiss. His heat. His passion. A quick gallop. Frenzied… — Ciaran Dwynvil Erotic Copy Share Image
“Ravishment of this slender body in all ways possible before draining it of the life substance? Aren't you a pleasure hoarder, my… — Ciaran Dwynvil Life Copy Share Image
