Chapter 227 – Breaking Point
"Curse my life!"
Esmeray cursed as she paced back and forth around her room. She was completely naked, and dripping with arousal, the sound patting the floor continuously, broken only by her ragged breathing.
Esmeray Hood… was at her limit.
She doubted she could survive this night without finding a man — or more precisely, many men — to finally soothe this overwhelming feeling.
It had been weeks. Weeks since she'd let a single man touch her. Weeks of only pleasuring herself, trying as hard as she could not to fall into temptation.
But the gods be damned!
"I can't do this anymore." She dropped to her knees, gripping her head tightly, shivering. "I'm dying. I'm truly dying. I feel like I can't breathe. I'm suffocating, damn it!"
Her face was flushed red. And it wasn't only the red of excitement and arousal, but the red of someone gasping for air whose lungs refused to cooperate.
It was always like this.
