311. WHERE IS MY MATE?
ABIGAIL
"Did you drink a truth potion, right?"
"Looks like it. I can’t keep my stupid mouth shut," he told me, sighing.
For my part, I couldn’t help dropping my eyes to check if he really was getting hard because of me.
I swallowed when I saw the outline of his cock pressed to one side of the fly... shh, way too big for a first time... Would it feel good?
Wait... what the hell am I thinking?!
When I looked up, that victorious little smile on his lips and the mocking way he waggled his eyebrows filled me with shame.
"I can assure you that if I take it out, it gets even bigger, and it’s ready to be very well used by a she-wolf this... fiery..."
"I’d better go," I growled right in his gigolo face. That truth spell was dangerous.
I knew they’d set it up to squeeze out of me how to leave this territory without my father catching them.
"Thanks for the rescue, and you can go back the way you came," I made the wisest decision—to run.
I didn’t even look back at him, because I had the feeling I