Lysandra enjoyed every second Philip’s lips are against hers. His once sweet and soft kiss slowly turned into hot and hurried kisses. She holds onto the back of his neck as his arms snaked around her waist.
To be able to be so close to him, Lysandra wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. As she did, she felt something hard poking her lower abdomen.
‘Mate wants us!’
She heard her Lycan rejoice at the fact that Philip’s body reacts to theirs. And when Philip slipped his tongue inside her mouth, Lysandra couldn’t help but moan against their kiss.
Philip knew he was going too far. He knew he needed to stop especially any minute; anyone can walk in on them. But he just couldn’t stop; he finds her lips so addicting to the point he doesn’t want to stop kissing her.
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