Turning Tables on the Princess

ithing beneath my skin. Stretchin

but knew it was unhealthy

ell asleep in my bed as usual but woke in the bailey,

e dirt and looked around. Finding

to the steps of the castle entrance. I lean

ou do

lade on a wet stone and did

belie

ep

'd I get

n the dim morning light. Inspecting it. "I'd say you deprived you

ting up and scooting

of such things before. Marta h

'd refrained from taking wo

thy to restrain

healthy for my bod

"How is that farin

l. I'm

g wasn't l

rot alive than

met my look. He stood an

ing out here?" I

n well think I w

ecti

n't k

his shoulder. "Best be careful letting her wander a

*

d rang omino

he seek

t meant admitting that when he passed me in the corridors, my eyes

as drawn to him. Making him far mo

y she-wolf

anted no part of a pack

c is cert

, I asked myself, it was very

ared it, she'd soon

*

rs planted inside myself as I unraveled. I didn't even remember putting the

"You're mine, She-

volition. Without warning he was inside me. Abruptly str

wet for him. Soaking his staff. And I

His powerful ass flexing as he burrowed deep

ved, he pinned my wrists to the bed

My legs moving outside his as I was torn between surr

raining my sensitized walls and making little tremors climb through me. As he came, he threw his head back and unleashed the deep vibrating

ever

ke. Finding myself deep in the servant's quarters. Stand

." Alaric's husky voice. "Has