Chapter48:

Arabella groaned as Sandro nudged her to the door. He gripped the back of her neck as he kissed her thoroughly. Moaning, her hand wound up in his hair and she winced as he bit on her lip. Tugging the top she donned off her, his eyes stayed on her twin globes and his groin throbbed. "Beautiful." He groaned and Lace his wolf purred as well. 'She's ours.' 'Shut up.' Sandro urged. Having his wolf spoilt the fun was the last thing he wanted. It was the first séx session she didn't try to push him away. She was willing to fúck him which was surprising. And what surprised him the most was she had approached him first. "Sandro." She mumbled. "Master." Sandro corrected. "I am your master in the bedroom and never call me otherwise." Nodding her head, she stared at him with wide eyes. "Master." "Little minx!" Sandro said as her eyes went downwards, making her look demure. She was teasing him. But where did she learn to do that? He didn't know and didn't care who had given her the lesson. All he w