Alessandra Hazard

Rutledge bucked his hips and Sam nearly choked, but he rode it out, feeling hot come hit the back of his throat, spurting in quick succession

You had my cock in your mouth,” Ferrara said. “Seeing my ankles shouldn’t make you faint.”

“I find that I dislike living in a world where you do not remember me.” Something rueful and self-deprecating appeared in his telepathic presence. “Apparently, I am that selfish. I need you to need me.

Therefore, calling your… love for me unrequited is not accurate. It is very much requited.”

Eridan glared at him, his heart pounding with rage. “Screw you, Master,” he

said with relish and enjoyed the way Castien’s cold eyes narrowed a little.

“I see you are in a mood,” he said.

Do you really have claustrophobia or is it just an excuse to grope me?”