‘What do you mean? Who is she to us?’
‘Is she our mate?’ I voice trembled, scared at my own words as I continued, dread filling my heart at the possibility.
‘She isn’t our mate,’ He broke out and deep down, I felt disappointed but there was nothing I could do.
‘Okay,’ Unhappily, I murmured before ignoring Ronald completely.
Ignoring him, I lost myself in the rhythm, our bodies moving together as if we were made for each other. The only sounds in the room were her soft moans, my breaths, and the steady rhythm of our bodies.
"God, Daddy. You are so sweet!” she moaned, and I couldn’t hold back. I moved faster, my hands roaming her body as I pushed us both to the brink, making sure to touch every part of her hole, pushing her hard and deep.
By now, I was sure my eyes were red with lust.
