Sandra Jones, His Captive Princess

He lifted his head, staring into her eyes as if searching for something. Voice ragged, he said, “I told you I’m a possessive man, Eleri. I want to keep you, mount you, fill you, but even as I hold you like this… I am still your captive. Have mercy and tell me you’ll have me.

Sandra Jones, His Captive Princess

He lifted his head, staring into her eyes as if searching for something. Voice ragged, he said, “I told you I’m a possessive man, Eleri. I want to keep you, mount you, fill you, but even as I hold you like this… I am still your captive. Have mercy and tell me you’ll have me.

Sandra Jones, His Captive Princess

He lifted his head, staring into her eyes as if searching for something. Voice ragged, he said, “I told you I’m a possessive man, Eleri. I want to keep you, mount you, fill you, but even as I hold you like this… I am still your captive. Have mercy and tell me you’ll have me.