“Stronzo,” she spat out and I smirked at her, taking a fistful of her hair into my grasp and tugging her head backwards to expose her throat. “Looks like I caught myself a little sub,” I taunted, biting her neck to show her I was the beast who could rip it out, the one who owned her completely now. She yanked at her hands, making her tits push together and I squeezed one in my large palm, watching her as she tried to get free. “I’m no sub,” she growled. “I think you like being at my mercy,” I said with a Lion’s grin and she cursed me in Faetalian, but her eyes were glittering with wicked
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