Gabriel
After my meeting with Tabitha, I was too restless to do anything. The need to claim her, to fill her with my seed and brand her with my tongue consumed me.
I don’t like having her here against her will. While she doesn’t seem overly stressed or frightened, I know she’s not happy with me.
“Bring Tabitha lunch in her room,” I instruct Buttons. “She wished to be alone for a while.”
So stay the f**k away from her.
I don’t say that part because it’s not right. I want her to rely on Buttons, to trust him if she cannot trust me.
But that does nothing to stop the billows of steam trailing from my nose.
Buttons gives me an astute look. “Of course, Master Dieter. I will make sure she has everything she needs for a quiet afternoon. Do you require anything?”
“No,” I snap.
“Perhaps som
