242 242. Found their own rhythm

He looked at Kizy, who looked like a fallen goddess, unarmed and completely at his mercy. But even in her vulnerable state, she looked like the most exquisite woman existing on this earth.

Her lips were red and swollen from his merciless attack while her cheeks were flushing from all the heat he was making her experience.

Her bare white skin had been marked by him while sweat beads covered her forehead like dew drops on a beautiful flower.

"Look at me, little lamb." Markus said, his voice magnetic and dominant.

Kizy obeyed and slowly opened her eyes, though she could only make out Markus's countenance from her cloudy vision.

Markus looked at those shiny eyes that held his entire universe within them, and finally he lost himself in those sparkling eyes.

"Aahhhh!!" Kizy cried while inhaling sharply while Markus entered and paused halfway, letting Kizy feel and get used to the sensations he initiated in her body.