C279 Angel and Demon

Milow's heart had turned to stone, and his desire was equally unyielding. His eyes, sharp as a fox's, widened with the intensity of a wolf's gaze, fixated on the knight's courtyard where his quarry lay.

He resolved within himself: I must conquer her by any means necessary! I want her supple and vibrant waist writhing before me, her pristine face tainted with my essence