He didn't want to stop even if this might make her hate him more. He had to remind her who she was, Abrielle Von Drakkar the wife of Cedric Von Drakkar. For too long he had been tolerating but no more.
She could try to reach out for Alfonso, but he would always drag her back, marking every part of her body inside out. She would scream and cry due to pain that would wreck her inside like she was already doing to him.
It will be the sweet pain he would make her addicted to. "Who are you?" He asked her after smacking her butt leaving a reddish mark he rubbed over, teasing her with the sparks. The spot was extra sensitive, and she loved the feeling so badly she was scared of herself.
The madness was getting into her, he was making her into something similar to him. Abrielle was still gritting her, biting on a pillow to hold back her moans. Those sweet sounds he loved so much.
