Chapter Thirty Two - On my lap

KIEFER DY MONTEFALCO’S POV

I could smell it. The reek of flesh blood from someone’s clothes and he was very near us. I’m thinking of ways to escape there without hiding her from my scent.

Aside from that, I’m distracted by how pressed our bodies were against one another, I could feel its softness again.

“Master, is it gone? It’s getting a little hot in here,” She whispered, but I immediately shook my head because he was still there.

It was like he/she was trying to retrace what he smelled a while ago. If something happens here, I don’t know if I would be able to protect her properly with her seeing all of me.

“Be quiet or I swear, I’ll let you get eaten by it,” I firmly said, which almost made her gasp as she shook her head.

“There is a predator? Ah, we should get out of here master!” She panicked in a whisper and was moving a lot, making me grunt because her legs were hitting my center.

And to be honest, it felt good as hell, “Would you stop doing that? You’re distracting me wa