"Touch me, Xander; I am yours." Anya lowered Xander's hand to her femininity. And Anya's hand stroked Xander's manhood.
"Anya," Xander wanted to refuse, but his wild desire just came out. Especially considering that Natasha had already been touched by Dmitri. His ego was hurt, and his pride was like being trampled. Xander gripped Anya's chin; Anya's lips which were polished with red lipstick, looked very tempting. These few years, Xander had suppressed his lust for Natasha's sake. His deep love for Natasha fortifies him from the temptations of women out there. Many women teased him, both from among the she-wolf or ordinary humans who became his patients. But with, the fact that Natasha's rejection and Natasha's marriage to Dmitri suddenly made Xander frustrated. Then why now have to restr
