I haven't seen him since our encounter on the yacht and that was over three weeks ago. I sent Greg to check and see if he was doing alright and from what he reported back to me, Asche was no longer residing there.

Greg spoke with the landlord and she told him that Asche moved out the following day, paying her in advance for the month that he stayed. Such cowardly actions at a convenient time.

He did not waste a second in running away. How sly and clever of him. No matter, wherever he's run off to, I'll find him. It was because I had a convention to attend that following day, and three days after, that I did not pursue him further.

Making himself scarce from my eyes will not douse the burning, hot, carnal feelings I have for him. There's something about him that makes the scorching blood race through my veins and stirs my cock awake.

His feisty stare gives me thrills that make me want to dominate him, drive my feelings into him through my cock so that he can feel the intense emotions that he excite within me.

I'd never court such a young soul back on Auxus but he is an exception, an alluring exception that has me doing uncharacteristic things.

If I had it my way, I would have sent my men for him, whisk him away to my penthouse, and make sweet love to his trembling body. But he is not a typical female and he's a prostitute at that, so sex will not stir his desires.

But money will.

As I sat at my desk in my office, I leaned back and laced my fingers together, resting my head in my hands, deep in thought. What I want, I always get and Asche will be begging for me to have my way with him.

Just then, a knock sounded on my door and my sister slipped through unannounced. I mentally groaned, knowing she's here to deliver a lecture I'm not willing to hear.

"Felicia, what is it?" I sighed, leaning forward.

She stood in front of the desk, wearing a long, teal-colored, floral-printed dress. Her hair was pinned up, exposing her slender neck that was caged with a heavy necklace.

"Will you stop this childish game you are playing?" She hissed, glaring at me.

"What are you talking about?" I furrowed my brows at her cryptic question.

She slammed her purse on the table and pointed a finger at me, "You've been chasing that trollop ever since you saw him on your yacht. He's a nobody and he cannot sire you children! Why can't you seek another fair, more beautiful person? A female perhaps? At least someone that can birth you children! We are nearly extinct and you are here gallivanting with this prostitute!"

I didn't realize my body heated up and my teeth were bared at my younger sister. I loved my sister dearly but it's times like these when her nosiness and overbearingness infuriates me.

"Do not tell me what to do with my life! How long has it been since I last fucked a female? Several months and counting! My dragon half is in heat, he wants to pour his essence into a worthy partner, and it's obvious that this planet cannot supply that for him. But this boy has awakened a dormant part within us that has been sleeping for years. I cannot explain it but he ignites my flame and I'm willing to take that risk with him. I'm tired of hurting myself and my other half because of our greed. I have to live my life, Felicia and you have to live yours." My eyes were saddened now and the conversation made me depressed.

Felicia immediately felt guilty for her rude remark and apologized, coming over to touch me but I shrugged her away. "I want to be left alone," I said, icily.

"Drakos-"

"Now!" I snapped and she backed away slowly and reluctantly, then she left the room.

I threw my head back and closed my eyes, tears pricking them, as my aching heart reminding me that my desires will never come true.

***

Right now I was in the middle of a threesome. Two perverted cops who were on break decided to hit me up for a quick, roundhouse fuck. In case you are wondering what that means, it's taking cocks from all angles, in my vocabulary.

The one who took me from behind had a cock that will bring a male's ass walls to ruin. His stroke game was on fire. The other? Oh, he definitely wanted my last breath to be around his cock.

His thrusts were quick and powerful, barely giving me a chance to breathe. In this darkened alley, behind this smelly dumpster, I was making four hundred dollars.

The one fucking my mouth finally came, withdrawing and ejecting his semen on my face with a contented groan. Officer number two became undone from my rear and shuddered his cop juice in my ass.

All in all, it was a good fuck. But what I craved was a spectacular fuck.

When they were done, they helped clean me up and gave me my dues and went on their merry way. My ass throbbed but it was worth it.

I sauntered out of the alley and walked down the street into the sex toy store. There was this vibrator that I wanted to buy and use when those days of celibacy kicks in and that day was quickly approaching.

Sometimes I sell ass seasonally. At times I make over three thousand dollars in a week. But most of that goes to college fees, rent, and groceries. The remainder, I pick off ever so often to use whenever needed.

Lately, I haven't been fucking much and it's because I feel anxious, like somebody's watching me. Like I have no privacy and I feel uncomfortable. It's all that fucking pervert's fault. Thank goodness I hurriedly vacated that place because the guy is a brazen stalker who follows my every move.

Moreover, I haven't been accepting Stephon's calls because he's acquainted with his brother, more like fucking him, so, therefore, they can track me through him and I can't chance that.

There's something about that man that screams danger, and I don't want to even hear it's the echo.

***