Syline
Just like all the others, my plan has went just has I thought. I knew he would get cocky, too egotistical as his tradition blood ran. He underestimated every possibility.
Even the light feather touch that runs over his body created lashes of pain to him. He only jerked if I hit already s***h from wolfsbane whip.
Seeing not only Travis under my hands, seeing an Armani having no damn control was more pleasing than having s*x with one.
I finally had dominant an Armani. Me. Syline D' Muse. Luna of the Phoenix Sons.
I take time and gentle care of bleeding him out. No words needed. I wanted him in suffering is all.
Minutes turn to hours and I couldn't have enough. Yet... I'll give him that damn strength for taking a lash. His prior scars shows this wasn't new.
Letting his head fa
