Chapter 8: Be Gentle on Me.
Ludovic's POV"Iris, you're dead drunk," I held her hands, and pushed her to the bed. If I knew what was best for her, letting her sleep is the best thing that would ever happen to her.She sat up on the bed and parted her legs sideways for my eyes to bleed from. With one hand, she pushed her breast upward to meet her tongue, licking the summit of her breasts like a fucking slut; while the second hand went beneath her thongs, stuffing herself full with two fingers.My arm muscles tensed in response, as I clenched my hands into fists. Seeing her working on herself like a fucking slut was all it took for my sleeping dragon to roar. It'd be impossible for me to hold back if I touched her, because I swear to God, I'd burn every ounce of passion in her to crisp."Am I?" She fell back on the bed and raised her legs, pulling the thongs from her waist up to her toes slowly. Odins and I salivated with primal ecstacy, not wanting her to stop teasing us. It looked so frigging good.She collected
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