The mansion was so quiet. It almost felt like no one lived in the house with Rachael. She was getting bored, so f*****g bored. And she needed a master to tell her exactly how to pleasure him.
Alpha Waddell apparently preferred to pleasure her and get off on seeing her squirm and c*m. Not that she was complaining. She also did not care that whenever he fu'cked her, he was imagining his late mate, it made the s*x all so much more exhilarating.
With a solid plan in her head, she walked up to Alpha Waddell's room and leaned at his door just like she did before, with a plate of salad in her hands.
When she was sure Alpha Waddell was watching her from his bed she said, “I was thinking.”
“Always a dangerous pursuit.”
“Tell me about it.”
“What were you thinking about?” Alpha Waddell asked
