Shifted Fate: From Slave To Wolf Queen
“How does it feel Ma Cherie? You’re dripping down your thighs and all over my hands.”
She whimpered, “Lazarus.”
Fuck, I love the sound of my name rolling off her tongue like honey.
Dipping down and tracing the seams of her entrance, “You feel that, your pussy is fluttering and begging for my cock. Be a good girl for me and answer.” I coaxed, “were you making the weapons for the Human Rebellion.”
Bellatrix’s features contoured with enmity, flames bursting in her orbs. “If I was involved with them, do you really think I would be here.” She spat venomously.