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SEBASTIAN. I like when my girl is horny, and when she tries to take control. I love a strong woman, and this one right here is the perfect concoction of smart, strong, and fucking sexy. We kiss roughly, passionately, hungrily. Wanting nothing more than for this moment to never fucking end. She’s
‘I want that cock down my throat,’ she begs, running her tongue along her lips. “Your wish is my command.” I reply huskily. Straddling her waist, I reach down, grabbing her by the hair and slamming my cock into her sexy little mouth. Fuck, she looks so good with my cock in her mouth, her plush lip
ZAIA. It’s late, surely past two in the morning, yet we are both wide awake. That was… incredible… Pleasure still courses through me at just the memory, and my cheeks burn at the memory. Sebastian is an irresistible god that I love with everything I have. I’m sitting in the warm bathtub, soakin
“Let me finish,” I say, exhaling in frustration. “I can handle myself, Sebastian, this is what always happens. Just let me explain.” He’s frowning deeply and I really don’t want to be harsh, but I am going to have to say this. “I can take care of myself, Sebastian. For several years, I was alone.
He reaches up, picking a strand of wet hair from my face before cupping my face and kissing my forehead softly. His actions are confusing me. Why is he so calm? “When did you figure it out?” I ask him curiously. “It wasn’t hard, especially when you do the math. Somehow… I now complete the Sable T
ZAIA. I run the brush through my hair, staring distractedly at my reflection. Gerard is Sebastian’s father… I would never have made the link, even with the screaming similarity that Sebastian does look like a King. How and why? Why would they have chosen Gerard? Is it because he’s an Alpha? Or
Everyone is to shift and prepare to shift. We strengthen our youth from a young age. Running, sports, self-defence, we start with these, and we teach them in a way that when we come of age, we will shift.” The meeting with the high members of the staff has commenced, and two hours have already pass
ZAIA. “What’s wrong?” I ask, concerned. The meeting has ended, and we had just gotten home. I immediately called Dad in the car but he had not picked up, making me extremely worried. Sebastian had told me to remain calm, and I was relieved when he had rang back a few moments ago. “Calm down, Zaia