A Little Spirited Play-Part II
TATIANA Like a child holding onto a security blanket, Alastor was clinging onto Vivian for dear life, urgently breathing out, “Alright, my little beauty. Remember all my pointers and most of all, remember the most important order your Alpha gave you. Under no circumstances is this stunning dress to be removed from your gorgeous body by anyone other than me this evening. And that is not to occur until much, much later. After hours of pleasurable teasing. In the very early hours of dawn.” Though remaining in his hold, Vivian slid off her glittery heels, wryly retorting, “Trust me, I remember every word of your relentless badgering to save your reputation in your dire need for retribution, Alastor. And again—thank you for not pressuring me. Hopefully, if you’re lucky, you won’t be left dis
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