Love Coming from the Least Expected

Physical intimacy was a pretty strange act. I did not like the feeling at the beginning, but as things progressed I grew to like it. However, it gradually made me uncomfortable again. Yet, Christopher was still angry at me. He kept on biting my sensitive skin, demanding me to admit my mistake.

In the end, I could not bear it anymore. I burst into tears, but my wailing did nothing to quell the beast within him. Instead, it somehow spiced up our little sport. It did not stop him from pursuing his own release.

Right then, I came to a complete understanding of Christopher’s terrifying physical prowess. I was exhausted from all the action, having lost every bit of strength that the only thing I could do was breathe. Sleep overtook me eventually.

then my back. It offered a cooling touch. Christopher must be changing my bandages.

awake?” The man leaned over to check on me, his face

at him, so I yelled, “Just so you can

be like

you have a problem with it?” I turned my head away because I

break that attitude of yours!” Christopher let out a low growl as he lifted the covers and got on top of me again. I tried to struggle, but it had little effect on him. To a strong man like him, it was nothing more than a tickle or

got too painful, I let out a whimper. It turned out that exhaustion could offset every single

Even if they wanted to, they would be woken. It was a form of mental torture. Christopher was definitely a jack-of-all-trades. Sometime later, I

at me again. It was madness! I did not know how many days had passed, but we kept on going for some time, only stopping for food and to use the toilet. Other than those, I basically never left the luxurious bed. Christopher seemed to dedicate all his energy to be spent in these few, short days, and every time he would not stop until he had stripped me of

Ring… Ring…

I felt odd. My body was in an erratic

soup for you. It’s still hot. You should have some.” Christopher walked over to me and propped me up so that