Lolita Winter

Warning:18+ONLY/BDSM
I inserted the dildo into my hole and began thrusting it. As I pressed the dildo's greatest vibration, one of my hands was gripping the chair's top for support.
"Ngh!" I couldn't help but move my hips and let out moans because I was the only person in the office, and I knew no one was coming in so I let my voice echo in Travis's room. The smell of the room adds to my wetness because it smells of Travis's perfume.
"AHHH!" I didn’t know how to bend my toes when I reached the end. I cum too fast so perhaps I still haven't done enough. But before I could do the next round, I covered my eyes because of the light turning on.
Simultaneously hitting the eye of the man I have long admired is the slipping of the dildo from my pussy and its fall to the floor.

I wanted to injure him with my long claws, to make him suffer, to enjoy the rage I had when he slaughtered my mate. I desired to crash every part of his body until nothing remained of him.
Over the last year, my mind had been empty save for the thought of how I could slowly kill him —as how would he feel the agony he had caused because he stole the life of someone I loved the most.
If our paths crossed, I would make it unavoidable for him to not forget the anguish and contempt I would instill in him. That was my first plan... However, how could I defy fate and declare he was not my mate? I wanted to reject him.
No. I will reject him. **
This book would be steamy and have more BDSM.