“Jayden,” I placed my hand on his wrist and stopped him from fingering my p***y. I moved out of his embrace, and my wolf whined, not happy to leave the embrace of her so-called mate.
“What's wrong?” He hotly stared at my body. His eyes started from my head and went down my body, stopping on my breasts before it went lower.
“We shouldn't do this.” I shook my head and created more distance between us, not ready to have him touch me because I knew I would give up all fight should he do so.
“Why? Don't you like it? Your body craves for it.” He closed the distance between us, and I swam back, to prevent him from touching me.
“I'm married to your father.”
“So? Is that your reason? Why didn't you think of that when you watched me wank my d**k? Why didn't you think of it while I fingered y
