Miatta

Evening came and not soon enough. I was high-strung from the sexual tension between I and Lucas. He made sure to sit apart from me, respecting my wishes but I could tell that he was walking on a tight rope.

Some slaves had brought his meal and I had received the leftovers, eating juicy meat for the first time since I entered Red Bone Pack. They returned to take the dishes away and Lucas exited his big and comfortable bed, giving me room to take a long nap.

Hours later, a hand ...