W2 (8)

Before Dina could however consider looking into it more, Feral felt something swift and sharply painful hit him accurately on his neck, knocking him out the next instant.

Genad glared at the frail figure under his feet that now had its face planted to the ground, probably from suddenly slumping to the ground. The short black hair was scattered across the back of his head and looked so soft Genad couldn’t help leaning over to caress it… it truly was incredibly soft.

Soft, silky, and smooth, which made one want to run their fingers through the black beauties every time, and exactly to his thought, Genad did. He, however, stopped suddenly when Feral turned over his face slightly and then his entire body, placing him out of the uncomfortable position with his face planted down.

Genad stared at him incredulously and seeing the small smile of satisfaction arched on the boy’s face, probably from getting comfortable, he almost couldn’t help chuckling. Feral Nathalie Kian was a special one ind