We were taken to some kind of transport and left Clancy's home. Even though Clancy was holding onto our container it was still a bumpy ride.We were tr...avelling when I heard one of the men saying, "WELL MOVE YOU IDIOT!"The second responded, "WHEN THE ROAD IS CLEAR I WILL, THIS BLASTED TRUCK IS BLOCKING THE FING HIGHWAY" (I did not understand the word but from Lord John I have learnt it's not a word that people should use) Then there was a loud noise emanating from the transport."WHAT THE F,. "I am yours."You lose control of your glamor as you lose control of your rational thought. You snarl and your fangs show. Your claws rip his shirt. Your icy wings flair out to the sides.You stand above him as your true self, and for a brief moment, you hesitate and look in his eyes to search for any sign of rejection. You couldn't handle it if your fated mate rejected you.But Prince Zaveryk only smiles and lifts his chin, exposing his long throat. "I am yours," he says, voice low and husky. "Do. “You like me talking dirty to you don’t you,” I whispered, I’m not going to edge you I’m just going to do this until you cum for me.”Some lovely white fluid began oozing from his tiny hole, which I licked off as it flowed out, “Mmmm that’s actual cum,” I said quietly, “Your balls are full to overflowing so I think it’s time for the magic moment.” I loosely gripped his cock at the base with my hand and gently licked the underside of his cock, which was enough to bring him off. He was panting. ‘I’m through,’ he said. ‘Let me the fuck out of here. I’ve had enough.’ ‘You’d be Marion Brickler,’ Hansen stated. ‘What’s your part in all this?’ ‘I ain’t got nothing to do with it. Pavli strong-armed me into helping, that’s all. I’m done. I gotta get back to Rafe.’ ‘Who’s Rafe?’ Hansen asked, eyeing Brick’s size and wondering how anyone could strong-arm him into anything. ‘That fucking wolf will handle his own,’ Niko shouted. ‘Gentlemen,’ Bob Phelps interjected. ‘Who the hell are you?’ Hansen.