Paxton
I took my time with her. I didn't know when the guard would return, but it wouldn't hurt for them to get a display at what kind of mate I had. They'd be able to smell her juiciness, but unable to ever touch her. Besides those wolves, no one else would ever get to touch her again. "Wider," I whispered and she obeyed.
She slid her knee over mine, legs spread just for me. I couldn't wait to lap at her, to have her wetness dribble down my chin. But first, if I wanted to get as much out of her as I could, I needed to drive her crazy. By the time I got her where I wanted her, I'd be f*****g her against the bars and she wouldn't care if we had an entire audience.
I hooked my finger, sliding it into her wetness before circling her clit again. She moaned at the touch, arching her
