Lilith pov

“However… those little fingers of yours won’t do. Why don’t I let you use my dick instead?”

Thump. Thump. Thump.

My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. I was trembling, staring at Claude who was just inches away, wearing the most devilish smirk I had ever seen.

I thought I was in trouble.

Thought I was going to die.

But he didn’t look angry. He looked amused. Almost… pleased.

Not upset that I’d touched myself when I was supposed to wake him up and leave. No, those words he’d just said made my head spin.

He wanted me to use...