RAFAEL
I stood in the study, chest still heaving, the taste of release still lingering on my tongue as Selene knelt before me, my c*m dripping down her chin. She looked up at me with that triumphant, satisfied smile, the one that used to make me feel powerful. Now it just felt… empty.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up slowly, still naked, still beautiful in that dangerous way.
“See?” she purred, stepping closer. “This is what we are. This is what you need. Not that fragile little rabbit who cries every time she sees blood.”
I didn’t answer. I just zipped up my pants and turned away, the high from the moment already fading into irritation. The need of her was slowly fading, but my mind was clearer now. Sharper. And all it could focus on was one thing.
Isabella
