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Owned By A New Master

Penulis: WhiteSwan
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-07 20:03:17

When Alpha Canaan and Alpha Waddell were done talking, Alpha Canaan turned back into his car without as little as a 'goodbye, see you later' and then he was off. Driving away from her.

Aloha Waddell led her into the house and then pointed to a chair for her to sit.

He then inhaled and exhaled heavily. She could tell he was considering his next words.

“I won’t burden you with a sob story,” he said. “But you deserve some explanation for your presence here. I was married, and mated blissfully, for seven years."

He took. Another deep breath and continued. “She was more than my wife. She was my property, my possession...and my best friend. She died three years ago. I have been with no one since. When I confessed this to him, Canaan, he insisted that some time with you would be therapeutic.

“I’m kinky, Alpha Waddell. You sound like you're speaking to a child." Skylar said.

“Then the transition from celibacy back to sexuality would be far smoother.”

“So you do plan to fuck me then?” she a
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