The Prisoner of the Devils'

Slut

Starla again leaned her cheeks onto the bed while closing her eyes. Letting his body move violently. However, the submission made Skylar move even more inhumane like a wild beast who just wanted to fulfill his satisfaction. And at that very instant, Starla's grip grew stronger. The groans are getting louder.

"S—sickness, Skylar ...."

It was nothing new for the woman to serve Skylar's depraved lust, only that she was still unfamiliar with the man's movements and body size.

"Sky, please ... oh my God!"

The woman again groaned as Skylar occasionally pulled her body, and went back to plowing her deeply.

That loud rumble sounded from Skylar's mouth. He then took off the rough links of their bodies, making the woman groan in relief. However, the relief Starla had just felt seemed like she had not been able to enjoy it for much longer when Skylar turned her body violently again.

"Skylar ..." His weak speech was cut off when Skylar again broke through. The man lifted and placed one of Starla's legs on his shoulder, then moved back violently while massaging the woman's chest.

"Why? You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

Starla bellowed, sighing which made Skylar look at her with a look of disdain. However, Starla was already trying hard to resist making strange noises, but it could not be withheld.

"How******you are!"

Skylar smiled harassingly after seeing Starla being overwhelmed under him with ******* which continued to grow weak, further burning his passion.

"What if Arlan sees you like this?" Skylar completes this sentence every time he invades Starla's body.

Hearing that cruel sentence, Starla pursed her lips tightly. The round of tears fell again soaked both temples.

He knew that what they were doing this time or the nights they had been through, it would never affect Skylar's determination that would destroy him. Even if he was completely broken, the man was still not satisfied.

Their intimacy will not be able to restore the gentle side of the man. After all, Skylar still considered that it was just a mere gratification of lust, nothing more. She will be a prostitute for him. And Starla could only keep the pain quiet as she never once saw Skylar staring and treating her like a wife in general.

The woman again gave a small moan while biting her inner lips as Skylar pulled back her body and then shook it fiercely and strongly.

"And I warn you, don't ever see Xander again or think about it!"

Starla was no longer able to properly digest Skylar's words. For a moment, he felt as if he had lost consciousness.

After a long while in the same position, Starla felt an increasingly enlarged and violent Skylar inside her body.

Skylar rained faster and stronger, causing Starla to be thrown upwards. His body shouted out in protest wanting to immediately vomit itself when it heard ****** weak woman. Starla bends her toes firmly and feels Skylar's movements getting out of control.

He knew that the man was already on the edge of enjoyment. He could even see Skylar's violent face from behind his half-closed eyelids. A stern face filled with sweat of passion and enjoyment, his breathless breath, his forehead crinkled faintly full of concentration to immediately achieve his satisfaction.

Once again, Skylar pulled his body back and went deep, trying to bury himself as deeply as possible and accompanied by a scrumptious groan from his lips. His hand clutched tightly onto Starla's thigh as the pleasure drove her to feel the mighty wave.

The man then lowered Starla's legs then overstretched the tiny body without removing their link. Her hunting hot breath swept around Starla's ears as she drowned her face in the indentation of the woman's neck. Inhaling deeply the pheromone scent there. Letting the woman breathe regularly before she slams him back. Again and again.

****

The pair of clear beads slowly opened, preparing against the light that attacked him from behind the window. It took about five seconds for Starla to get back to reality.

The woman then began to rise in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. His body is full of the scent of love and not to miss also the scent of Skylar's body. Starla circulated the gaze to the entire corner of the room, paying attention to the state of the room. There is no need to ask questions or pretend to forget memories to not remember everything. The woman knew exactly what had happened so that it made the room look like a ship broke.

Really messy.

Starla took a breath for a moment then rubbed her face slowly. Last night's events came back to his mind. Skylar is really rude. Although the man never did it gently, but really, Skylar's movements last night were more violent than usual. There was absolutely no pleasure that Starla felt. The monster man did not even give a minute for Starla to close her eyes, so she had to wake up on a day that was already near noon like now.

"Skylar shit!"

The woman groaned as she tried to stand up. His whole body really hurt. Then with great difficulty, he dragged himself into the bathroom. Every now and then the tiny hand stretched out to touch something that could help support his body.

Starla stared at the pity of her reflection in the mirror of the sink. Messy and awful. Bruises and bruises from the grip and strong suction from Skylar almost filled his entire body. Mostly in the neck. This is the umpteenth time that even— can be counted with fingers, the woman looked at the pitiful face after marriage. Slowly, he touched the mirror and moved his index finger as if he were touching the fragile woman's cheek.

"You're disgusting. Look at your filthy body, does all that make you comfortable?"

The tears slowly flowed down one of her cheeks.

Starla swore, she was so disgusted at herself. Therefore, he always tried to avoid something that could reflect his body and face. He did not want to see that horrible reflection. Starla also hated her weak self. Too weak to face that bastard.

But for God's sake, no matter how hard he fought back, no matter how hard he refused, Skylar would never lose and then stop hurting him. The cruel man even knew the greatest weakness he had, so he could do nothing more. Starla could only cry when Skylar touched and mastered it. Enjoying the curves after curves of his body.

Achieving satisfaction without thinking about the state of the woman panting under his power. And after that, very heartless, Skylar looked at her with an extremely harassing look, then left Starla drooping, without having to bother helping her to clean up.

Very amusing. Even the insects that saw the incident also laughed at Starla who was harassed like that.

She laughed and let her tears come back and said, "You see, don't you? Your sister's been a whore. And it's all because of you."