I moaned when I felt something hard pressed against my *ss, a warm hand was gripping my neck.
“I am sore Xander.” I groaned as he tried to slip his hand under the blanket.
“Call me, “mate”,” he growled and drew me closer to him.
“What’s this sudden change?” I purred, I liked teasing him.
His face scrunched and he scowled.
“No change, you have always been mine, now it’s time to take what’s mine,” he growled and kissed me.
I pushed him, and he groaned.
“What is this Gracie,” he whined.
“Be a good boy and I might give you a treat later in the night,” I said in a sultry voice, running my finger on his exposed chest.
“Is that a promise,” his eyes darkened as he sn*ked his hand around my waist.
“A promise that I am willing to keep,” I trailed kisses along his jaw and he cursed under hi
