Before I know it, my wrists and ankles are cinched to the four corners of the bed, and I’m spread-eagle on the mattress, immobile and completely vulnerable. For a second I start to panic, but the moment Sinclair hears my heart rate increase, he rests his palm on my belly and leans over me so I can see his face. “You’re okay, trouble. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
My wolf settles, knowing she’s safe in her mate’s hands, and I submit myself to Sinclair’s retribution. “So lovely.” He observes, petting my swollen s*x. “So slick and sensitive.” His thumb works tight circles on my c**t as he leans down to tease my n****e with his tongue, and I lift my hips to meet his touch, biting back my needy moan. I’m already so turned on from the shower and his spanking, so it doesn’t take long before I’m
