Saanvi had never been so proactive before in her life when it came to sexual intercourse, but for some reason, when it came to Laz, she couldn't help herself. Like a caged wild animal returned to nature, Saanvi unleashed all of her desires on Laz, shocking him with her pure desire. And she enjoyed being dominated, something that seemed to both stem from her bloodline and her own desires. While her bloodline was majestic and powerful, the epitome of strength, she wanted nothing more than to be thrown around, slapped, cursed, choked and forced. The rougher Laz was, the more she desired him, the more she wanted more of it. Laz, skilled in such endeavors, took her to the edge of her limited, causing her to pass out more than once, only to awaken to more of the same.
For one with a body like hers, bruises and cuts healed quickly, so Laz had to be even harder to give her badges that would last, little bits of love left on her skin that would give her a sense of satisfaction.
