Alexander
After Alexander made me come as promised, he left to go handle whatever kingly duties he has to deal with. He kept the bedroom door open long enough for me to hear him call the guards over to make sure I didn’t escape while he was gone.
So here I am, pacing his room, trying not to think about how incredible his tongue felt flicking against my c**t. The part that gets me the most is that he used his mouth – not his c**k.
It really was all about my pleasure. It makes it so much better and worse.
My wolf yips in desire, and I let her know in no uncertain terms that what she wants is another orgasm, not that tyrannical monster. I even make myself come by my own hand to try and ease her ache.
It doesn’t help. Which only further proves that she wants him. The Lycan King.
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