As long as the woman wasn't of the Ragnor's main branch, he could have any amount of them he chose. Even the women of branch Clans had no choice but to climb into his bed at the behest of a single finger motion. But, a woman like Hela was on a completely different level. How would it feel to a ride a woman who held so much power?
The amber haired woman between his legs suddenly felt the slack rod between her lips become stiff once more. She could only feel resigned to her fate and begin bobbing her head again.
"That slut, always strutting around with her breasts and ass hanging out every which way." The commander scowled.
He had seemingly forgotten that he and Hela had a cousin blood relation between them. Well, considering the horrible acts of the Ragnors of the past, maybe wishing to bed a cousin was listed toward the bottom of their sins.
Though the commander didn't see it, his subordinate's eyes flashed with disdain.
