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Ava Hansley. The werewolf king’s mate. This chapter contains smut. I advise readers under the age of 18 not to read it. Thank you. Queen Ava’s POV. Sex at the office. Day 2. He gets up from his desk before I can finish my statement. He kisses me like he always does. I return his kiss. I miss his feel and touch. He lifted me to his chair and sat me down. His hand roams my body as I brush through his hair. “I missed you,” he said quietly. I gasp. His voice is filled with longing and I know he means it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close, feeling his warmth and the feel of his embrace. I smiled and whispered back, “I missed you, too.” I can feel his hardened manhood. He is moaning as he rubs his shaft on my skin. “I need you,” he whispers. “Take me, love,” I groan