Motivation“Do you know why I do this?”
Her mouth was so close I could feel the words as they left her lips, the ghost of her breath warming my skin.
“Besides the obvious?”
Golden eyes shined out from black sclera with a gleam of annoyance. “Being an ass does not become you.”
“I’m sorry. Please tell me?”
Fingers traced down my stomach, caressing their way lower. She savored the sound of my sighs and groans before she answered the question.
“I do this…because it makes you happy.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
A delicately pointed claw teased a shiver from me, and her voice lowered to a purr. “I like making people happy.”
The tip of her claw pierced skin, and I shuddered from the pleasure as I watched darkness spread from the wound like spilled ink.
“And once we’re done, you’ll like ma
