Seline
“It's breaking dawn, Seline,” a deep, sonorous voice cooed in my ears. I stirred awake, my vision blurring as Ferrara's well-sculptured face loomed over me. “It's time to go, pet.”
“Mmm,” I managed to nod as I sat up properly. “Seems we lost track of time, Master.”
He chuckled. “Well, whose fault is it?”
I didn't have the right words to explain how last night went. I'd felt an ecstasy like no other — Ferrara working me up multiple orgasms that by the time we were done I was sated, tired and close to fainting. I'd fallen asleep immediately in his arms, enjoying his warmth, and it seemed he had a swell time cuddling me as well. Our bond was getting too strong to be confined within this Master-pet basis. Even now, as he carried me towards the limousine, bound for home, his eyes
