Maeve
“Did you really think that you could escape, and I’d forget about you?” Alpha Blake’s chest was rising and falling over me. His c**k was pulsating and searing me like a brand over my belly.
“Well, I was hoping,” I said, squirming beneath him, loving and hating the sensation.
“Just because you hoped, doesn’t mean I would.” His lips twisted.
“We have nothing to do with each other,” I insisted even though Vesta was growling at me and whimpering at the proximity of my husband, Alpha Blake. Wait. My husband. Goddess. I was married to the King of Mist.
“We have a lot to do with each other,” he replied, grinding his c**k against my belly. “I f****d your virgin cunt, remember? You screamed when you came all over my c**k and I’m not even mentioning all the red marks I left on your pale s
