I am your mate.

I am allowed to be possessive.

“Why? Are you planning to fuck any more wolves?”

“I am still deciding,” she says.

She shifts her hips again, and her arousal hits my nostrils.

She just had an orgasm.

It might not have been her first one, but it sure had done the trick.

“Stop playing with me,” I say, tracing my fingers up her thighs before settling on the seam of her panties.

She whimpers as I use my thumb to rub her clit through her panties.

“Or what?”

“You don’t want to find out.” Then, my other hand is at the nape of her neck, pulling her in for another kiss.

This is ferocious. Teeth and tongues scrape against each other as my thumb rubs tentative circles.

She gets wetter and wetter on my lap, and I know she will leave a wet spot there.

I love that.

“Liam,” she moans when I push her panties aside and run my thumb over her wet slit.

“What?”

She tugs on my lower lip and bites me.

I can feel the tangy taste on my tongue as she sucks it dry.

“You taste so good,” she whispers.

Her eyes are a deeper shade of blue, just like they had been just before she had gone into a frenzy feeding on my blood.

The memory makes my heart race faster.

I wonder what it would feel like if she sucked on my blood as I sank into her warm tight heat.

When I slide a finger a little inside her, she groans.

Just like that, I am lost in the sensation of wanting to bring her pleasure again.

“Has anyone touched you here before, Selene?” I groan.

“No, I-. Fuck. No, just me.”

“So, you have made yourself come before?” I say, sliding my finger deeper. Her thighs fall open for me.”

“Yes. But it didn’t feel like it did when you did it.”

She is fucking amazing for my ego.

“And that was just my tongue. Imagine what my cock would feel like.”