Chapter 253: Nyah!
"Nyah! Nyah! Nyah!"
Bastet’s cries rang out, sounding like a cat in heat. It was high-pitched and deliciously helpless. Her voice broke with every sharp thrust that slammed into her moist depths, only to be yanked back again by the rhythm Kaiden had carved into her body.
The room echoed with the unmistakable symphony of flesh slapping against flesh, wet friction, and desperate gasps.
Her fingers curled tightly into the blanket as she tried, and failed, to ground herself. Her palms twisted into the sheets, so much so that her knuckles became white from effort, but they gave her no traction, no mercy, just something to cling to as her body was being actively desecrated from behind.
If that wasn’t enough already... Her face was buried deep into the pillow, muffling her cries. This was not done by her own choice but because Kaiden’s feet rested on the back of her head, pinning the woman’s face down.
Bastet wasn’t an M, or so she firmly believed, but this position made her cum again and again without her mind’s permission. Her body was in pure heaven as Kaiden wrestled control of it away from her and took the mantle into his own hands.
That singular act of her being pinned to the sheets and rummaged as if she were nothing but an object to satisfy his most carnal desires sent jolts of heat through Bastet’s spine. She was claimed, pressed, pinned...
And she loved every second of it.
Her back arched in that shamefully perfect, feline curve: hips high, face down, utterly helpless. The rhythm Kaiden was drilling into her had long since shattered any resistance she might’ve had against being treated so roughly.
Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, soaked and sticky, every inch of her plush body jiggling in humiliating harmony with his merciless thrusts.