Page 128 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

“You came out here panicked because you thought I did,” I pointed out, not looking over my shoulder at him.

I knew why he was trying to get rid of me, so I wasn’t offended. The man clearly wanted me. He was just afraid, and I wasn’t going to let his fear hurt my feelings.

“I don’twantyou to leave,” he growled back. “I just need you safe.”

“Your wolf loves me. He’d rather hurt himself than me.”

Clay’s chest rattled with his wolf’s growl of agreement.

“I can’t control him right now. It’s not safe for you to be here.” The man sounded like he was in pain, and he leaned back against his chair, slouching.

He needed a distraction.

And I could give him that.

I turned the stove off and dished the food up, then carried the plates over to him. After setting them both down in front of him, I bent over.

And wrapped my lips around his softening cock.

He gritted out a curse, his hands tangling in my hair as I bobbed over his erection. He hardened again for me instantly, and I took the thick base of him in my hand.

I worked his cock as I sucked and bobbed, and it wasn’t long before he was swearing as I swallowed his release.

“Since when are you a professional at giving head, Gorgeous?” he growled, his chest rising and falling as I licked the last of his salty release and stood up straight.

“I don’t think you want to know the answer to that.”

He clenched his jaw.

I sat down on his lap, hoping my bare butt would be a distraction.

His hand landed on my upper thigh, and he pulled me back so my ass was against his cock.

He was still hard, so I was pretty sure my plan was working.

I grabbed my fork and cut into my eggs. Before I could lift a bite to my mouth, his fingers were on my center.

I nearly dropped the utensil as he dragged them over my clit.

“Sucking me off made you wet for me?” His words were nearly a snarl.

When he left his fingers where they were and didn’t give me anything else, I realized he was legitimately waiting for an answer.

“Of course it did. I’m never in control with you—but when my mouth was on your cock, you couldn’t do a damn thing but sit there and let me please you.”

The fingers he had on my clit pressed harder. I barely stopped myself from jerking my hips.

“That couldn’t be further from the truth, Gorgeous. You fuckingownme. I can’t sleep without you. I can’t eat without you. I can barelybreathewithout you.”

“That doesn’t sound healthy.”

“I don’t care.” His lips brushed my shoulder, where his wolf had bitten me. It was long-since healed. “Tell me to stop. Tell me to let you go.”

“No.”

He throbbed against my ass, and he pressed harder against my clit. “Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me I’m insane. That you’ll pick another mate. That you’re leaving.”

“No, Savage. You’re not insane. I want you. I’m not leaving,ever.” I looked over my shoulder at him, and found his expression raw.

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