Kraven's words held through, because everything branded deeply in Isadora's brain.
The sight of him coming to ruin, seeing such a powerful Fae succumbed to the realms of pleasure, knowing she was the one who caused such attraction.
It shouldn't make her heart race, it shouldn't make her cheeks blush as the hotness burned through her.
She should've looked away in disgust but she didn't, she watched every single thing unfold before her eyes, drinking the sight of him as he came apart just as he had made her.
Isadora gasped as his hot semen sprayed on her face, her lip coming apart in shock.
Kraven chuckled as he angled it more to cover her up, smearing her pretty face with his essence.
With a deep subtle groan, he finished, forcing his semi hard length back in his pants and leaned to her.
Isadora was still frozen as her mind relived the image over and over again. Not until she felt his lips brush against her forehead.
