“I mean it, kukola. I’ll split your little cunt in two right here.” He leaned forward and nudged my cheek with his nose. “As a male who wants to give you what you need, I’m struggling to hold myself back.” “Misha.” I sighed in bliss as he rolled his hips, driving himself against me. “I know what you need. Grab my horns and hold on tight, little doll. You want a monster? You’ve got one right here.”
