Page 83 of The Wolf King's Mate

Stupidly hot.

Everything was stupidly hot at the moment.

“Just…” I finally got the leggings off and parted my thighs a little more.

He caught my ankle before it could crash against the floor, and lowered it carefully.

“You have to stop being nice to me. It makes me want you too much.” I pressed my fingers against my clit, over my panties, but I barely felt it.

I was being crazy.

Insane.

Seriously psychotic.

But I couldn’t stop.

“Does that feel good, Princess?” he murmured.

“Shut up,” I breathed, rocking my finger lightly.

“You’d like it more if I was doing the touching.” His hand slid further up my thigh.

I wanted it higher.

“No, I wouldn’t,” I lied.

And when his fingertips brushed the crease where my ass and leg met, I grabbed his hand and pressed his fingers against my core.

“Better now?”

“So much,” I moaned, as he rubbed me lightly.

“You smell so fucking good. Look good in this little thong, too. If I had any idea this was under those leggings, I would’ve been hard all day.”

“Youwerehard all day.”

“Why do you think I’m wearing jeans?”

“I don’t know.” I arched my hips, and he kept teasing me over the fabric.

“Does heat get worse than this?”

“This isn’t even heat yet. It’s like… preheat.”

“Keep moaning like that, and you’ll be taking my cock through preheat too, Princess.”

“That would feel so good.”

“Damn straight. Open your legs for me.”

I followed his command, parting them more. His finger slid under my thong, and I gasped as he used my slickness to stroke my clit.

No one had ever touched me like that.

It wasamazing.

“You like that?”

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