“Is that… Is that alright, though?” I asked. “Do you want that?” “Yes.” The fearsome hiss of his response went straight to my clit. “Please, Tasha.” Please. Please?! The man had not said please to me once so far! Maybe he realized that fact. He gave a scraping sort of laugh. “How does it feel,” he murmured, “to be the only one in this world capable of making a Zabrian warden beg?”
