~Nadia
He held my wrist as he walked down the hallway. A metal door with carved images of fierce wolves sealed a room. Lucian whined a small iron and the door cracked open, revealing a dimly lit space with old carved wooden chairs and an old table just as big and identical as the one in the council room.
The room smelled of dust and old paper from the shelf of wrecked books
He bolted the ends of the door after we walked in. The buzzing noise made my chest beat for a moment.
I bit my inner lip as he turned slowly, my p***y already leaking, anticipating the huge c**k I was about to receive.
My toes curled on the floor as he took one step toward me. The steady beat of his chest, visible abs from his sexy shirt.
My lips parted instinctively, mouth getting watery because I couldn't stand
