Ferrara
Her body curled around mine automatically, like it remembered my touch in that cave and craved more. Ever since that night, she was never far from my mind.
How could a woman have so much control over me when I had none over her? The crone had told me that as a null, Violetta would never feel the mating bond the way that I did. It would never affect her. When I finally let her go, she could walk away and never think of me again.
She might not even think of me now except that I was forcing her to live in my house.
Forcing her to sleep in my bed.
Except maybe I was the only one who was tortured.
I could smell her arousal. Every whimper when I touched her went straight to my c**k. God, I ached for her, but I couldn't have her. Couldn't take her.
Slipping my hand down her panties
