57 Little Red and The Big Bad Wolf

~Tamia~

Dominic locked himself in his room for

three days after we returned from the

council hearing.

I knew it was shame and fear.

Somehow the man did not expect that to happen to him.

I believed realising that he could easily lose his life woke him up.

I wondered how his relationship with Larry would be henceforth.

I knew the council was working against the Volkovs, but we needed to find out who the mastermind was and why, so I decided to start from the beginning.

I went to Sylvester’s office, and he was deep in thought, concentrating on the documents on his desk. Realising some

people were actively working against him put him on edge.

Initially, it was based on speculation, but

now it was apparent.

Whoever threatened Bryce was either the mastermind or part of the clique.

I looked at him and realised he needed a

break.

I had to clear my throat for him to realise

I had entered his office. It was either he

was far away in his mind or so used to my

scent that he did not think I had come in.

Either way, he looked up and smiled at

“Hey,” he said, and I smiled and looked at him.

“I want to talk to you, but first, let’s go horse riding. I want to go back to the cliff where I can see the alpines,” I said, and he smiled at me, but his eyes looked tired.

“How about we do that tomorrow,

darling? I am busy. Besides, it would be best if you weren’t riding in your

condition; I will drive the jeep there.

Maybe have a picnic?” he asked, and I laughed.

“But I am allowed to ride you…” I said,

and his wolf flashed

“I want us to go now; you need a break, Sylvester. It would help if you unwound so you can think straight. Everyone is going crazy. Marcel and Theodore look like you. Dominic has locked himself inside his room, and your mother is confused. We all need a break, and I want to take it now, with you, at the cliff.” I insisted, and he closed the file on his desk and put it away in a silver safe.

It amazes me how comfortable the northerners were around Silver. They trained with it and used it as storage for essential things. It was mid-bugging. The silver was not in the same space as him but was enclosed in an iron cupboard to prevent it from weakening the people in

the room.

Sylvester followed me to the room, and I was glad he listened.

We returned to our bedroom to change

our outfits.

“What did you want to tell me other than going to the cliff?” He said, and I smiled at him while I changed into something

comfortable.

am looking for that the people we send might miss, and we are bored sitting doing nothing,” I said, and he was

his bare chest might stop us from making it to the cliff because

are you looking

“Journals, notes, emails, scribbles,

story,” I said,

muscles.

was so hot that I could

on what I

chest and feel his muscles. He was mine, all mine,

asked

of his body.

question in

body you have,” I

that, his spirit was lifted, and his mood

seduce you with, my dear,” He said, and we both laughed because I was playing the role of little red, and he was my big

not

anymore.

would have to wait for another day. I went to straddle him on the bed

opened my shirt.

to finish the talk, darling. The wolf desires to eat little red riding hood. Unlike her, I am willing to be devoured,” I said,

sensitive and

I wanted more, something

me, and I

you beg me to stop,” he said

unto the bed.

and nibbled my ears, sucking the lobe and breathing into it. I

was clenching violently.

Sylvester. Please,” I

him.

aching for his touch, tongue, and cock.

mouth and travelled down, sucking and licking my skin, leaving a

he kissed my lips but avoided my clit. He

I moaned from anticipation and lack of

I said, trying to press my thighs together

me what you want, Tamia,”

to eat me until I can

all over you,” I

a shy woman, and now he knew. I could be

Sylvester,” I said,

and anticipating his

and care.

to me that you are my big bad wolf,” I said, and he growled and dug

licked my knob and travelled down

slit to my pussy.

“Ahhhhhhhh, Sylvester,” I cried.

extra sensitive,

not cum until I tell you to,” He ordered, and I nodded, waiting to see how long I could hold out against his skilful tongue.

to cum so he could bury himself in me. I wanted

wanted to wrap

worked on me until I could

take it.

I

growled with satisfaction.

“Cum,” he linked me.

released and felt the

through my veins.

and my

probably standing.

going to jump out on me, and I stretched, then began to crumble from the over-sensitivity of my

his finger in

walls sweetly, then placed

pounded into me like a beast. Stretching my

for him.

I was

dug my nails into his skin

kneeling between my legs,

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