C17 Shadows of a Forsaken Pact (3)

"You promise you won't leave," he would remind her, trying to overlook the distracting press of her breasts against his chest, the nipples sharp like arrow points. Pleasure would start to cloud his vision, making it fuzzy. He would shake his head to clear it and watch as Anna's form flickered in and out of view.

"No, you said you won't leave!" He would yell