*Barbara*
“Oh, dear. Alpha Mark looks a bit… unwell,” I say to myself as I watch him slump into his chair. His eyes are closed, and it’s clear the drugs I told King Gene to give him have taken effect.
Looking at him, I can’t help but run a hand along my breast, pinching my n****e as my hand slides deeper. I slip my hand beneath my skirt and along the crease of my damp panties.
He is delicious, and I can’t wait to devour him! I’ll just need to drag him over to the bed. Soon enough, he’ll be all over me.
I only have one question… what about the aphrodisiac?
It seems like that should be working now, too. Otherwise, he’s just going to lay there like he’s asleep, and that will not help with our plan.
Not even a little bit!
“King Gene,” I call out, using the mind-link. “Mark is definitely
