Breeder For The Lycan Lord
A shudder ran down her body.
"You are wet," He teased her, his fingers dancing around her clit, dipping into her wetness, but never quite giving her the pressure she craved. "Do you get wet from reading a book about witches? You are peculiar, Anna. Very... peculiar."
She squirmed, trying to press back against his hand, but he held her hips firm, his grip unyielding.
"Lord....Xandros," she gasped, her voice a breathy plea. "Please." She wasn't supposed to be doing this.....no, feeling this....
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