RHYS GAVE one final thrust before he tossed the final saddle on the ground. She fell with a thud from the bed, kissing the cold tiled floor after being so violently used by the Alpha King. She did not make a sound though. No. She took what she could get, even smiling contently when she realized that the Alpha King had just satisfied himself with her, because of her, and for her. The saddle got up, standing with her glorious body, and waited for the Alpha King to give her further instructions.
Like a little doll and nothing but a plaything, she was happy to be used as a bed slave. She hung her head down, clasping her fingers together in front of her with the obedience of a little girl. Tonight, there was only her. Black curly hair flew on her back. Pale skin. Red cheeks. And the bluest eye
