HARPER
It’s been two days. Two freaking days.
Yet, I couldn't seem to get out of the image of Kingsley’s fingers torturously pulling my n*****s while I squirmed uncontrollably. I had absolutely no idea that sort of pleasure existed, I used to think s****l pleasure only stemmed from stimulating privates.
And now, despite how much I’d fought to think of anything else, that was all that ran through my mind.
That evening I’d looked at myself in the mirror, wide-eyed and ashamed from the imprints of what he had done to my boobs that were scattered through every corner of my b o o b s and I’d been utterly speechless. To get rid of the proof of my shameful frivolities I’d channeled my wolf to heal them whole still watching myself in the mirror and I hated the tinge of emptiness I felt when th
