Gwendolyn
"What have you done to Dante." Growled Drako as tears streamed down his wolven face. "I didn't do anything to him. He came to me because he wanted a good fûck. He said you couldn't satisfy what he truly needed." I said with fake pity, "It's a shame, really, but what do you expect? A dog like you satisfying a vampire lord like Dante? It's absurd. You will never be good enough for him. You're worthless and weak." Drako's shoulders shook as he quietly sobbed. It made me sick just looking at him. "You're lying," He croaked out, "Dante said he loved me."
I couldn't hold back the cruel laughter as it burst out of my mouth, and I snatched his snout, shoving it between my legs. "Does that smell like love to you? He came inside of me. Get it through your dim-witted skull, dog. He does
