She had never meant for him to find that many, and holy fuck, how was this mess going to play itself out? He clicked the one that was at center scree..., the one that was in mid-play as she entered their place, and there she was on the screen, wet cunt blatantly bared, glass toy half-swallowed in her pretty arched ass. She was plunging her hole, wiggling and moaning, even now and then swatting her own white bottom’s curvy cheeks in her depraved bliss.He just let it play, and he watched her. They rolled out of bed, not bothering to cover up. He admired her body and her eyes never seemed to leave his. She went into the bathroom and started the water running while he opened the door just enough to hang the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the handle."How do you like your showers?" she asked over her shoulder."Just like my women: hot!" He smacked her playfully on the backside as she tinkered with the water controls."Well, I like them steamy," she pulled him in for a long kiss, then stepped. Nothing the Church taught him ever spoke of a "genie". What was that?"If you wish it, I'll grant it, Master. That is, unless it is against the rules. Just do not lie to me. If you do, I will vanish from your life forever," Laresa explained."Then I will be honest with you, even if it embarrasses me. I can't afford to lose the first good luck I've had in my life. I wish that you take Meredith and me to Hereford. That should be far away and large enough of a town that none will realize that we are. ” Rosalie remained silent, waiting for him to go on, but silence was all there was. Exasperated, Rosalie didn’t know what to say. She had expected for Raener to say more, but he refused to do so. She tried again. “Which tribe are you from?” “Why do you care?” A spike of vexation shot to her throat. How insolent! After she saved his life, how dare he treat her like that. Rosalie’s wolf instincts rose to the surface and for a moment she wanted to attack him as though he were her prey. She.