Evelyn
Alexander’s finger slides easily in and out of me, driving my breath erratically wild. He pulls back the fabric on my breast, exposing my pert n****e to him. He sucks it into his mouth as his thumb finds my c**t, and I let out a loud moan.
I fist the sheets beneath me, still trying to fight the mate bond pulling me to him like a magnet. I do not want to want him. I do not—
Alexander rolls on top of me, the weight of him lighting up my nerve endings. His mouth crashes against mine, the kissing just as delicious as when his wolf was in charge last time. I ache to scratch my nails down his back, but I keep them firmly entangled in the sheets.
He pulls away to watch my face as he lines up his c**k with my wet entrance. I can’t think of anything other than the pressure of him slowl
