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He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me for a soft kiss. I deepen instantly. We fight for dominance for a few moments. He grabs my waist tightly, and I straddle his hips, not caring in the slightest that there are three other people on this couch. Let them see! I finally give up to his tongue, and I instantly feel him smiling with victory before pulling me even closer and kissing me with a new passion. It only makes me more aroused and lusting for him.

I start to grind on him, desperately looking for friction. Cain’s hands slide down to my hips, and he holds me in place, slightly pressing me down onto his hard-on but making me unable to move and even more desperate.

I growl, getting an instant death stare from Beta Lucifer.

‘Stop moving on me or I’ll fucking put you back on the floor and ask you to crawl.’

I bite Cain’s tongue in response.

‘Doctor saidno sex and no activities at all,’ he reminds me annoyingly like I didn’t hear it already, every time the guy came to our room with a sonogram machine.

“I’m a fucking werewolf of course I need activities!” I pull back.

Fuck. The cold look in Cain’s eyes makes me realize I disrespected him in front of other people, and I’ve already forgotten to call him Alpha once before that.

“Everyone out!” Cain shouts with a full alpha command directed at our friends, but he is looking at me with so much anger I expect venom to come out of his mouth.

It makes me pull back a little bit more than I already did.

“Good luck, Luna,” Beta says with a smirk and leaves, after worrying Claudia, and unimpressed Atlas.

Chapter 57 – Dizzy With Desire

We look at each other in agonizing silence.

A few seconds ago, I was grinding on Cain’s lap and now I’m frozen in place, waiting for the punishment or reprimand or whatever he deems fit for my little disrespecting outburst in front of other werewolves.

He looks at me, visibly angry, pursing his lips, but I can feel between my legs that his dick is still rock hard under me. I try to ignore it, knowing I should prepare for whatever is coming for me, so I try to focus on his face instead.

His cold navy-blue eyes, thick lashes, warm brown skin, black furrowed brows, defined cheekbones, and sharp jaw with trimmed stumble. He is pissed, but I can’t stop myself fromadmiringhow dangerous he looks. I shift a little bit, still sitting on his lap, still feeling his cock under all the unnecessary layers…

It makes me dizzy with desire.

I lean into him again, kissing his jaw and neck, nibbling gently the marking spot, while pushing his shirt up to his chiseled chest. I prop myself up a little bit, just to kneel between his legs on the carpet again. I kiss his pec and start slowly tracing my tongue from his left nipple down lower until I reach the fabric of his pants.

I look up under my lashes, locking our eyes, and yank his clothes down enough to free the distracting bulge. He’s still mad, but also breathless, and he’s not stopping me, so fuck it, I’ll do what I crave.

I grab his cock lightly and lick the bottom of it slowly running from the base to the tip. He hisses with pleasure, but keeps his hands on his sides, not moving, just waiting, and I don’t care how out of character it might be for him. I’ll take what I can while I can.

So, Itake him in my mouth, all musky and salty, and I suck and lick and steal another glance at him. He closed his eyes, his body is tense, and his brows are furrowing not from anger anymore. The pleasure consumes him, and it makes me suck even harder.

“Fuck,” he hisses and grabs my hair at the roots to stop my head from moving up and down.

I’m stuck with his thick cock in my mouth, and he pushes it in a little bit more, making my eyes water, almost choking me, before yanking my head back.

I wipe my lips with my tongue, looking straight into his eyes.

“Stand up and take off your clothes,” he says, taking charge, and I fight with myself between wanting to disobey him just for fun and needing him deep inside me at the same time.

I smirk at him and stand up, slowly taking off my top, “Are you sure, Alpha?”

A vibrating growl comes from deep in his chest, and he shows me his teeth before asking in a husky voice, “Now, you are respectful, Little Wolf?”

“Maybe, my Alpha.” I send him a smile and deliberately slowly slide down the rest of my clothes, standing naked before him.

“Now, you may continue whatever you want to do.” He smirks at me and puts his arms crossed behind his head.

He’s completely relaxed, with his knees on either side of me, leaning back on a couch. His black shirt is still pulled up, showing all of his delicious eight-pack and a V directing to the glistening star of the show. Oh, how I miss the summer when I could look at this delicious body all the time.

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