Angel of Desire Ch 03
Pierre was having trouble sleeping. It wasn’t the hard, cold ground, he’d slept on far worse before. It was the image of the demon girl as she was ravaged by the town folk. His cock was painfully hard, but even that wasn’t what plagued him the most. The more he played the scene in his mind, the less he was certain that the men had been bewitched. It was hard to tell with the witch, the men had finished with her, and her eyes were closed when he and his knights had burst upon the scene....