Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Soothe and Stimulate

"I am fine!" Jannah hissed through her teeth, stepping back. "I’m not feeling anything! I don’t need your—"

Aah!

A sudden, sharp, shooting spasm ripped straight through her lower pelvic basin, radiating down her inner thighs and up into her lower back. The intense, blinding pain cut her off mid-sentence. Jannah gasped loudly, her knees completely buckling beneath her as she winced in agony, her body folding forward as she clutched her lower abdomen.

Before her knees could touch the floor, Dorrent lunged forward like a striking predator.

His arms caught her body in mid-air, lifting her light frame effortlessly. In one swift, fluid movement, he sat down heavily on the edge of the plush bed, pulling her straight down between his parted thighs. He positioned her so her back was pressed flush against his broad chest, his towering frame completely wrapping around her like an iron cage.

"Stay still," Dorrent commanded, his deep baritone vibrating directly against her shoulder blades as his arm locked around her waist. "Stay still, and you will feel better. The pain will go away soon."

"Let me go! Stop touching me!" Jannah whimpered, her hands frantically clawing at his forearm as she tried to wriggle out from between his legs.

Without a single word of warning, Dorrent’s free hand reached around, grabbed the corner of her towel, and tugged it away, tossing the fabric onto the floor.

Jannah let out a shrill gasp of horror, her skin turning bright crimson as she was left sitting in his lap in nothing but her pale, bare skin and thin underwear. She thrashed against his chest. "Dorrent, no! Stop! Please!"

"Quiet," Dorrent purred into her ear, his breath hot and soothing against her neck. "I won’t do a single thing you’re afraid of, little physician. I am only helping ease the pain."

Before she could scream again, Dorrent activated his S-tier thermal manipulation—a refined Alpha trait that allowed him to concentrate thermal energy through his skin. He placed his warm palm flat onto her lower pelvis, right over her underwear, applying a heavy, direct pressure over the area where her inside was throbbing.

"Ah!"

Jannah gasped sharply, her eyes widening as a sudden, intense wave of soothing, radiant heat exploded from his palm, soaking straight through her skin and sinking deep into her pelvic muscles. The agonizing, sharp spasm that had been tearing her apart instantly melted away, replaced by an overwhelming, heavy sensation of relief.

Dorrent didn’t just keep his hand static. Slowly, hid palm began to glide in slow, firm, rhythmic circles along her lower pelvic bone.

His long fingers brushed tantalizingly close to the upper curve of her sensitive vulva, the heat radiating from his skin penetrating her thin underwear and directly warming her outer lips down below.

"Nnn..."

A soft, involuntary whimper escaped Jannah’s throat before she could bite her lip. Shivers of intense, electric pleasure shot up her spine, contrasting wildly with the soothing relief spreading through her womb. Her body betrayed her completely—she couldn’t pull away, because the moment his hand moved an inch off her skin, the sharp pelvic ache threatened to return, forcing her to stay pinned flush against his chest, absorbing every single stroke of his warm hand.

Dorrent leaned his head down, his lips practically grazing her sensitive earlobe as his palm continued to rhythmically massage her pelvic junction, his thumb occasionally applying a firm, pressurized friction right near the top of her hidden node.

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