cat and mouse

There were two Mafia gangs that ran through the whole country and your father so happened to be the leader of one of them. As a way to try and keep peace with the other gang he offered you to marry the leader of the other gang. When you tried to refuse the arrangement he threatened to fully cut you off and disown you, staying the importance of this marriage. Apparently the leader already has agreed on the marriage and was expecting to meet you soon. So now you sat at a luxurious dining room table at this strange mans mansion when a tall male smoking a cigarette and covered tattoos comes in eyeing you with a smirk.

Xavier walks in and his eyes lock onto you, his lips curling into a smirk. He takes a drag from his cigarette before sauntering over to your side of the table, his hand grazing over your exposed thigh as he sits down beside you. "Well, well... looks like I hit the jackpot with this arranged marriage," he says, his voice low and seductive. "You look absolutely stunning tonight, my dear Tallon."

Xavier chuckles, the sound dripping with amusement. "Oh, darling, we both know there's more to it than that," he says, his tone filled with a teasing undertone. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, "I can see the fire in your eyes, Tallon. The desire hidden beneath that cold exterior." His hand slips under the table, fingers gently tracing along your inner thigh, tantalizingly close to your sensitive skin. "You can deny it all you want, but I know what you truly crave."

Xavier winces slightly, a mixture of pain and amusement dancing in his eyes as you bend his fingers back. His lips curl into an even wider grin, undeterred by your display of strength. "Feisty as ever, my dear," he murmurs, his voice husky. He leans in closer, his gaze unwavering as he continues, "But let's not pretend, Tallon. There's a part of you that wants to explore the forbidden, to give in to the passion that smolders between us." With a sudden twist of his wrist, he frees his fingers from your grasp, his touch lingering on your skin for a moment longer than necessary. "You can resist all you want, but I won't make

Xavier chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he leans back in his chair. "That's what I like to hear," he says, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. He takes another drag from his cigarette before standing up and offering you his hand. "Let's retire to the bedroom, shall we?" he says, his tone confident and commanding. As you take his hand, he leads you through the mansion to a luxurious bedroom, filled with expensive furnishings and dimly lit candles. With a flick of his wrist, he extinguishes the flames, plunging the room into darkness save for a single glowing lamp. "Undress," he orders, his voice low and husky.

Xavier watches you leave the room, a mixture of surprise and disappointment flickering across his face. He quickly catches up to you, his hand gently grabbing your arm to stop you. "Tallon," he says softly, his voice tinged with something resembling vulnerability. "I understand your reservations, but give me a chance to show you what we could have." His gaze meets yours, filled with a rare sincerity. "Let me prove that there's more than just an arranged marriage between us. Let's explore the depths of passion together, beyond obligation." His touch lingers on your arm, as if silently pleading for your consideration. "What do you say?" he asks, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Xavier winces at the sensation of your claws digging into his arm, a mix of pain and intrigue flickering in his eyes. As you release your grip, he watches you walk away, a determined glint in his gaze. "Impress you, hmm?" he murmurs to himself, a playful smile tugging at his lips. He knows that gaining your desire and trust won't be an easy task, but he loves a challenge. With newfound determination, Xavier sets out on a mission to uncover the secrets that will make you crave him, body and soul. "Oh, Tallon, the game has just begun," he thinks, a mischievous spark dancing in his eyes as he sets his plan into motion.

As the new week begins, you walk down the street with a confident stride, your black attire making you stand out in the bustling crowd. Passersby cast curious glances in your direction, their eyes drawn to the unique combination of jaguar features and human-like presence. Your sleek white hair and spotted ears catch the light, adding an air of mystery and allure to your appearance.

As you make your way through the busy city, you can't help but feel a faint sense of anticipation lingering in the back of your mind. Deep down, you wonder if Xavier will cross your path again, his flirtatious nature never far from your thoughts. Despite your defiant rejection, a part of you still feels a strange pull towards him, perhaps even a

You roll your eyes at the thought of Xavier, trying to brush aside any lingering feelings of attraction or curiosity towards him. Your focus shifts back to your duties as a member of the jaguar clan and you continue walking towards your weapon storage warehouse.

Upon arrival, you enter the warehouse and take in the sight of rows upon rows of weapons lining the walls. Your jaguar clan takes their role as protectors seriously, always ready to defend themselves against any perceived threats. You approach the familiar rack where your own weapons are stored, running your hands over each one with practiced ease. The weight of each blade and gun feels familiar in your grasp, almost like an extension of yourself.

As you prepare to leave the warehouse, your mind drifts back to Xavier

The shadowy figure steps forward into the light, revealing a man wearing a black suit and sunglasses. "Put your gun down, Tallon," he says calmly, holding up his hands in surrender. You recognize him as one of Xavier's men, although you're not sure of his name.

"Xavier has sent me to deliver a message," the man continues, still keeping his distance from you. "He wants to meet with you tonight. He promises that it won't be a repeat of last time. Just a conversation between two people who may have more in common than they realize."

You narrow your eyes, considering the offer. On one hand, you don't trust Xavier and don't want to get involved with him any further. But

You shoot the man in the head without a second thought, his body slumping to the ground with a thud. You watch as his lifeless form hits the concrete floor, noting how his blood pools around him in a dark red puddle.

With the man's death now weighing heavily on your mind, you make your way out of the warehouse and onto the busy streets of the city once more. You can't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up within you. You know that dealing with Xavier is never a simple task, and despite your best efforts to avoid him, fate seems to have other plans for the two of you.

As you continue down the street, you

You head back to your own personal space, which is a spacious and well-equipped apartment that serves as both your home and headquarters for the jaguar clan. You spend some time getting ready, making sure you look your best for the upcoming meeting with Xavier.

After cleaning up and styling your hair, you slip into your signature white clothes, accentuating your striking fur. You take a moment to admire yourself in the mirror, noting the way the fabric hugs your curves and emphasizes your lithe form.

With everything prepared, you make your way out of your apartment and towards the designated location where Xavier will be waiting for you. Despite any reservations or concerns you may have, you're feeling determined to face whatever comes your way head-on.

As you approach the designated location, your heart starts to beat a little faster with anticipation. The surroundings change from bustling streets to a more secluded area, an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. It's the perfect setting for a clandestine meeting.

You push open the creaking metal door and step into the dimly lit interior. The air is heavy with the scent of dust and something more elusive, something that hints at danger and mystery. Your senses are heightened as you carefully navigate through the shadows, following the sound of footsteps echoing in the distance.

And then, there he is. Xavier Barlowe, your arranged fiancé, leans against a wooden crate, a cigarette dangling between his lips. His presence alone exudes power and authority

Xavier takes a long drag of his cigarette before slowly exhaling the smoke, his eyes locked onto yours. He smirks at your snarl, taking pleasure in your feistiness.

"What do I want?" he repeats, his voice low and husky. "I want you, Tallon. All of you."

His words hit you like a punch in the gut, leaving you momentarily speechless. You've never been one to easily give into someone else's desires, but with Xavier, there's something irresistible about his commanding presence that makes it hard for you to resist.

He steps closer to you, the glow of his cigarette casting an eerie orange light on his face. His hand reaches out and he brushes his fingers over your

Xavier grunts as you twist his fingers, his body quickly hitting the ground as you put your foot on his back. Despite being taken down, he doesn't seem intimidated and simply smirks up at you.

"Your gangs weapon boxes? You mean those crates of outdated firearms that were taking up valuable space?" he scoffs. "Why would I want those?"

He struggles against your hold, trying to break free but you're too strong for him to escape easily.

"As for your drop off spot... well, let's just say I might have had a hand in that." He winks at you suggestively, clearly enjoying pushing your buttons. "But you know what they say, Tallon... all is fair in love and

Xavier watches you as you release him, a mixture of surprise and amusement in his eyes. He pushes himself up off the ground and dusts off his clothes with a nonchalant air.

"Impressive indeed," he admits, his smirk widening. "But remember, my dear cat, I'm always one step ahead."

As you turn to walk away, he follows closely behind, matching your pace. His presence feels magnetic, drawing you back into his orbit. The tantalizing game of cat and mouse has only just begun, and he's determined to keep you within his reach.

"You can try to elude me all you want, Tallon," Xavier purrs, his voice dripping with seductive confidence. "But sooner or later,

Xavier winces as you kick his leg, but he quickly composes himself and looks up at you with a wicked grin. He's clearly undeterred by your aggressive move, and in fact, it seems to fuel his desire to get under your skin.

As you saunter away, he watches you go with an almost predatory stare. His hand moves to his leg, rubbing the spot where you kicked him as if it was a badge of honor. The challenge has been set, and he's more than ready to rise to the occasion.

"You want me to impress you, Tallon?" he calls out after you. "I can do so many things that will leave you breath

Xavier watches as you disappear from sight, a mix of amusement and frustration crossing his features. He knows that he's still playing the game, but he can't help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't get a chance to show off just yet.

With a small smirk on his lips, he turns and heads back towards his car. As he gets in and starts the engine, his mind races with possibilities. There are so many ways to impress someone like you, and he's determined to leave you begging for more.

As he drives away, he makes a mental note to step up his game. The chase is far from over, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to catch you.

As you sit on the railing of your balcony, taking in the sights and sounds of the city below, you suddenly hear a faint sound behind you. Turning around, you see Xavier standing there with his arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Well, well, well," he says with a chuckle. "Look who's enjoying the view."

He walks towards you, his eyes never leaving your form as he takes in every inch of you. His presence feels magnetic, drawing you back into his orbit once again.

"Mind if I join you?" he asks, gesturing to the empty space next to you. "Or are you too busy admiring the city on your own?"

Xavier raises an eyebrow at your response, a sly grin spreading across his lips. He steps closer to you, leaning in until his breath brushes against your ear.

"Is that so?" he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. "Well, I guess I'll just have to work harder then, won't I?"

With that, he steps back and leans casually against the railing next to you. His eyes never leave yours as he takes a drag from the cigarette in his hand.

"I have to admit," he says after a moment of comfortable silence, "I like a challenge. And you, my dear Tallon, are quite the challenge."

He blows a stream of smoke into the air, his gaze still fixed on you

Xavier chuckles at your words, undeterred by your harsh tone. He takes another drag from his cigarette before flicking it over the railing and turning to face you.

"Well, I'm certainly not stupid," he says with a smirk. "And as for the effort... I think you'll find that I'm more than capable of putting in the work required."

He steps closer to you, invading your personal space as his gaze locks onto yours.

"So tell me, Tallon," he says softly, "what will it take for me to win your heart? What do I need to do to make you see that we're meant to be together?"

Xavier winces slightly as your claws dig into his cheeks, a mixture of pain and excitement flashing in his eyes. He doesn't resist your grip, instead leaning into it ever so slightly.

A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of his lips as he follows your gaze towards the emerging skyscraper, all while your claws remain embedded in his flesh.

"Oh, I see," he replies with a hint of amusement. "So, you're willing to use any means necessary to keep this view for yourself, huh? Even if it involves a little... persuasion?"

He winks playfully, his voice tinged with a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

"Well, my dear Tallon," he adds, his voice filled with innuendo

Xavier watches as you jump down from the railing, a small smile playing at his lips. He runs a hand through his shaggy hair, glancing up at the partially-built skyscraper before turning back to face you.

"Well," he says with a grin, "I guess I'll just have to get creative then, won't I?"

Without another word, he strides towards the door that leads out onto the balcony and disappears inside. A few moments later, he emerges carrying a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

"Let's toast to a future together," he says as he pops the cork on the champagne bottle, "and a view that will always take our breath away."

He pours the sparkling liquid into the glasses, handing one to

Xavier's eyes flicker with amusement as he sees you disappear once again. He knows exactly what he has to do to keep you interested and engaged.

The next day, Xavier makes a few phone calls and sets his plan into motion. Within hours, the skyscraper that was blocking your view is demolished, leaving behind an empty space and an uninterrupted view.

That evening, Xavier invites you back onto the balcony, where he has set up a candlelit dinner complete with your favorite foods and drinks.

As you sit down to eat, he raises his glass in a toast.

"To a future filled with endless possibilities," he says, his gaze locked on yours. "And to a love that will stand the test of time."

He leans across the table

Xavier chuckles at your teasing words, his gaze fixed on you as you sit there in your white outfit.

"Well, my dear Tallon," he replies with a grin, "sometimes a man just needs a little push in the right direction."

He leans back in his chair, taking a sip of champagne and letting out a contented sigh.

"But enough about that. Let's talk about us. I want to know everything there is to know about you. What are your hopes, your dreams, your deepest desires?"

He fixes you with an intense stare, his gold-gray eyes shimmering in the candlelight.

"I want to be able to give you everything you could ever want or need," he adds in a low, seductive voice.

Xavier chuckles softly at your teasing response, his eyes alight with amusement.

"Oh, I would indeed," he replies, his tone playful and seductive. "I want to know everything about you, my dear Tallon. Every secret desire, every hidden fantasy."

He leans forward in his chair, his gaze locked on yours.

"Tell me," he says, his voice low and husky. "What do you crave? What do you need?"

As he speaks, Xavier reaches across the table and takes your hand in his, his fingers tracing lightly over your skin as he watches you carefully.

Xavier smirks as you speak, his eyes darkening with desire. He watches you hungrily as you walk towards him, taking in your every movement.

"I can be that man," he replies, his voice rough and heavy with lust. "I can take charge, get shit done, and show you just how worthy I am of your body."

As you grab his hair roughly, he leans into your touch, letting out a low groan of pleasure.

"And as for impressing you," he adds, his eyes smoldering with intensity. "I think I'm up to the task."

With that, he stands up from his chair and pulls you close to him, his hands running over your curves as he takes control.

Xavier grins as you push him back into his chair, letting out a low chuckle at your assertiveness. He allows you to grab hold of his tie, steadying himself against the force of your movements.

"I see," he murmurs, his eyes flicking up to meet yours. "Well, my dear Tallon, I want you for so much more than just your body. I want your mind, your soul, your very being."

As he speaks, Xavier reaches up and strokes your cheek tenderly, his fingers tracing over your fur with featherlight touches.

"I want to know everything there is to know about you," he continues, his voice soft and intense. "I want to be the one person in the world who

Xavier grunts as you pull him closer to you, his eyes closing in pleasure as you sit on his lap. He places his hands on your hips, squeezing them gently as you push his head back and start licking his neck.

"Oh, I can satisfy you," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with desire. "I can give you everything you need, my dear Tallon."

As you continue to lick his neck, Xavier lets out a low moan of pleasure, his fingers digging into your skin slightly.

"I know just how to please you," he adds, his breath coming out in short gasps. "Just tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

Xavier hisses as you sink your claws deep into his cheeks, his eyes narrowing with desire and lust.

"Well then," he growls, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I'll have to learn how to satisfy you properly, won't I?"

He takes hold of your hips and pulls you closer to him, nuzzling his face into your neck as he inhales your scent deeply.

"Tell me what you want," he whispers, his lips grazing over your skin. "I'm here to please you, in any way that you desire."

Xavier stares into your eyes with a fierce intensity, his own eyes glimmering with a mixture of lust and determination.

"Then that's exactly what I'll be," he growls back, his voice low and gravelly. "A real man who will give you everything you desire, Tallon."

He leans in closer to you, pressing his body against yours as he takes hold of your waist firmly.

"I'll show you just how much of a real man I can be," he adds, his breath hot against your ear. "Just let me prove it to you."

Xavier smirks back at you, his hands sliding up your sides as you kiss him hungrily.

"Mmm, I thought I might," he murmurs against your lips. "But there's always room for improvement, isn't there?"

He deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth as he explores every inch of it with a hunger and passion that leaves no doubt as to his desire for you.

"You're mine now, Tallon," he whispers when he breaks the kiss, his eyes locked onto yours with an almost possessive intensity. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

Xavier's eyes widen with surprise as you put a tight collar around his neck, and his lips curl into an approving smirk.

"My, my," he chuckles softly. "Seems like the tables have turned."

He willingly follows as you yank the leash, his body moving gracefully with yours as he takes each step. There's a mix of amusement and desire in his gaze, accepting the role you've assigned him.

"Well then, lead the way, my dominant jaguar," Xavier responds, his voice laced with a seductive tone. "I'm all yours to command."

Xavier's lips curl into a mischievous grin as you lead him into the main base of your clan, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a blend of intrigue and excitement.

"So this is where your power resides," he remarks, his voice filled with curiosity. "Impressive."

As you continue walking, he maintains a close proximity to you, relishing in the anticipation of what might come next. The other members of your clan glance at the two of you, their gazes filled with both respect and curiosity.

"It seems I've found my place in your world," Xavier murmurs, his tone a mix of playfulness and desire. "Tell me, what else do you have in store for your loyal companion?"

Xavier's eyes widen with excitement as you lead him towards the large doors at the end of the hall, his body following closely behind yours as you open them to reveal your bedroom.

His gaze roams over the room, taking in the luxurious furniture and the intricate designs that make it your own. He steps into the room, pulling at the leash just a bit in playful defiance.

"Seems like I'll have to teach you some new tricks," he growls, his voice a low purr as he leans closer to you. "But first, what do you desire of me? I'm all ears, my dear jaguar."

Xavier obediently drops to his knees as you yank the leash, his eyes glimmering with lust and submission. As you press your hind paw against his face, he inhales deeply, taking in your scent and letting out a low growl.

He leans into your touch, nuzzling his face deeper into your paw as he succumbs to your will.

"I want you more than anything," he murmurs, his voice muffled by your paw. "I'm at your mercy, my dear jaguar. Do with me what you will."

Xavier's eyes flicker with a mixture of desire and anticipation, his voice laced with a deep yearning as he responds to your words.

"Oh, my dear jaguar," he whispers, his voice husky. "I ache for you, body and soul. Every fiber of my being longs to be consumed by your touch. The thought of you leaves me weak with desire, craving the intensity of our connection. I want you more than words can express, and I'm willing to surrender myself entirely to your desires."

His admission hangs in the air, thick with an intoxicating mix of vulnerability and raw passion.

Xavier's breath hitches as you remove your hind paw from his face, revealing yourself in all your seductive glory. His gaze hungrily takes in the sight of your exposed body, the delicate lace of your underwear and the tantalizing hint of fishnets hugging your legs.

A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of his lips as he rises to his feet, his eyes locked with yours. He slowly starts to close the distance between you, his strides purposeful yet controlled.

"Challenge accepted," he murmurs, his voice dripping with desire. "Prepare yourself, my dear jaguar, for a night filled with undeniable passion."

His voice is a promise, laden with anticipation as he reaches out to take your hand, his

Xavier's lips curl into a devilish smile, his eyes burning with desire as he takes in your words. He releases your hand and moves closer, his presence radiating confidence and unbridled hunger.

"Ah, my fierce jaguar," he purrs, his voice low and filled with wicked amusement. "You enjoy playing the temptress, don't you? Well, I'm more than willing to indulge your desires."

With an agile movement, Xavier closes the remaining distance between you, his hands now resting firmly on your waist. His touch is both gentle and possessive, pulling you closer until your bodies are pressed flush against each other.

"But remember," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear, "sometimes it's even swe

Xavier's eyes widen with a mix of surprise and excitement as you assert your dominance, tugging on his hair to bring him down to his knees. His lips part in anticipation, a playful spark dancing in his gaze.

A wicked grin spreads across Xavier's face as he gazes up at you, his voice dripping with mischief. "Oh, my devious jaguar, I've been waiting for this moment," he purrs, his breath hot against your skin. "Show me what you have in store for me."

With a hungered look in his eyes, Xavier eagerly awaits your next move, fully surrendering himself to your control. He is ready to embrace the thrill of the unknown, eager to uncover the depths of pleasure that await

Xavier groans in pleasure as you use your tail to cover his eyes, heightening his senses and anticipation of what is to come next. He feels his heart racing with excitement as he hears the sound of you getting down on all fours before him.

As you remove your tail, Xavier's eyes are filled with desire as they take in the sight of your voluptuous ass presented before him in a doggystyle position. The sight alone ignites a fiery lust within him that he cannot contain.

Without hesitation, Xavier reaches out to grab your hips, pulling you closer until you feel his hardness pressing against you. "Mmm, you have such a beautiful ass, my jaguar," he growls, his voice filled with intense desire.

Xavier eagerly complies with your demand, his tongue darting out to give a teasing lick against the entrance of your tight puckered hole. He lavishes your ass with licks and nibbles, using his lips and tongue to pleasure every inch of your velvety skin.

Your animalistic growl sends shivers down his spine, and he can feel himself growing harder by the second. His own body is on fire with desire, and he knows that he will not last long under your skilled hands.

"Mmm, my jaguar," Xavier moans as he continues to feast on your delicious ass, relishing in the taste and smell of you. "I would do anything to please you and make you mine."

Xavier eagerly continues to lap at your ass with his tongue, his own desire for you growing stronger by the second. His lips and tongue work tirelessly, flicking and probing at every inch of your hot, puckered hole.

The sound of your moans only fuels his hunger for you, and he finds himself growing more and more aroused with each passing moment. His cock is straining against his pants now, aching to be freed so that it can plunge deep inside you.

As you continue to pant and moan, Xavier feels his own need for release growing more intense. "Mmm, I want you so badly, my jaguar," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "Let me have you, all of you

Hearing your words, Xavier's eyes light up with desire. With one swift motion, he removes his pants and positions himself behind you. His cock is hard and throbbing with need, and he eagerly slides it into your waiting ass, relishing in the tightness and warmth of your body.

As he begins to thrust into you, his movements are slow and deep, allowing you both to savor every moment of pleasure. The sound of your moans fills the room, along with the wet sounds of his cock pounding into you over and over again.

"Mmm, you feel so good, my jaguar," he groans as he continues to move inside you, losing himself completely to the sensations of your body wrapped around him. "I

Xavier's thrusts grow more powerful and relentless, his desire consuming him as he takes you with an insatiable hunger. His hands grip onto your hips, pulling you closer to him with each forceful movement.

As your submissive moans fill the room, Xavier feels a surge of dominance rushing through him. He revels in the raw intensity of the moment, his body colliding with yours in a symphony of pleasure and lust.

"You love it, don't you?" he growls, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "You were made for this, my jaguar. Mine to use, mine to please."

Xavier's eyes darken with a primal intensity as he hears your words, fueling his desire even further. Without hesitation, he firmly presses you down onto the bed, pinning your wrists above your head.

His thrusts become even more forceful, plunging deep into you with a possessive intent. Each powerful movement resonates through your body, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of your being.

His voice becomes rough and commanding as he responds to your plea, relishing in the power dynamics that ignite between you. "You want me to breed you, my jaguar? To mark you as mine?" he rasps, his breath hot against your skin. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. You belong

Xavier grins wickedly as he hears your words, his desire to dominate and claim you growing even stronger. He takes hold of your hips tightly, using his grip to guide his thrusts deeper into your body.

He starts to pound into you with a savage intensity, every movement fueled by his raw desire to claim you as his own. His cock fills you completely, stretching you to the limit as he fucks you relentlessly.

"You want me to be rough, my jaguar? You want me to mark you so everyone knows who you belong to?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do. You're mine now, and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it."

Xavier's eyes gleam with a mixture of desire and mischief as your provocative words reach his ears. The primal instincts within him respond eagerly to your requests, further fueling his dominant nature.

He increases the force of his thrusts, plunging into you with an intensity that borders on the edge of pain and pleasure. Your moans become music to his ears, encouraging him to push the boundaries even further.

With a swift movement, he leans down and sinks his teeth into your shoulder, marking you as his own. The sensation sends waves of both pain and pleasure coursing through your body, heightening the erotic atmosphere.

His hand comes down in a firm slap against your ass, leaving a satisfying sting. "You like it rough, don

Xavier's eyes darken with a mix of arousal and possessiveness as he witnesses your submissive response. The power dynamics between you intensify, fueling his desire to dominate and control.

He continues to thrust into you with unrelenting force, relishing in the way your body responds to his every movement. Your words and eager submission only serve to further ignite his primal instincts.

His voice takes on a husky tone as he revels in your surrender. "That's it, my little jaguar," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "You're mine to devour, to claim. Daddy is going to give you exactly what you need."

With each moan that escapes your lips, Xavier's desire intensifies, driving