Page 27 of Her Wolf's Demands

“I know,” he said, “I wanted to bend you over the kitchen table tonight.”

Heat blasted through me, pushing all thoughts of anything other than Malone out of my mind. The memory of his kisses and naked body crushing mine made me swallow hard.

“That sounds fun.” I placed my hand on the window, enjoying the cold of the glass on my hand. “I could just use magic to come to you. They’ll never know.”

His laugh echoed as he put me on loudspeaker. “They’ll know, trust me. They’ll track your scent to my cabin. Jeez, I want you.”

His shout was followed by the splash of water and his silhouette moving out of view. I whispered a demisting spell, too desperate to care about Malone’s privacy.

The frosted glass cleared, revealing the inside of the bathroom. Malone was in the shower, his head leaning back as the water sprayed him, droplets running down his muscles and over his tight buttocks.

As he turned, my breath caught. His hand was clasped around himself, gripping the hardness of his length.

“I can see you,” I said loudly, smiling when he turned his head, his dark eyes meeting mine through the window.

Instead of releasing himself, he slowly turned and faced me, tipping his head back to allow the water to cascade over his head and down the ridges of his stomach.

My breasts tingled, heavy with desire as my pussy pulsed. I wanted to be the water, licking down his chest and circling the head of him with my tongue.

“Shit,” I exclaimed. “You’re breath-taking.”

He stepped out of the shower, leaning against the window with his spare arm. He stared at me with hooded eyes as his hand stroked up and down. “Take your top off.”

His order sent a thrill dancing down my vertebra. I had never taken part in sex games before, but I was willing to play.

Putting the phone on loudspeaker, I placed it on the cabinet beside me. My hands shook as I slowly grasped the bottom of my crop top and lifted it over my head, shaking my hair out. My gaze stayed glued to his as he licked his lips and his breath came harder.

Slipping my hand under my bra, I kneaded my breast, circling a finger around my nipple.

“Let me see.” He huffed, his hand working himself faster. “I need to see you.”

The muscles of his arms flexed, the movement sending desire shooting through me. Taking my hand away, I unclipped my bra and peeled it off, suddenly too hot for clothes.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” His deep gravelly voice pulsed through me, igniting the embers that simmered.

I reached for my breast again, teasing myself as his hips thrusted, pressing himself harder through his cupped fingers.

My other hand trailed down my stomach, tickling my sensitive skin and sending my heart into a frenzy. His face started to strain, and yet, his dark eyes bore into mine. A fireball of power lit every nerve, enticing me to stroke myself, which I did, sliding my hand under the waistband of my jeans. My finger found my delicious spot and flicked gently. I controlled the alpha in this moment, making him mine.

“Don’t,” he cried, his voice shaking as his orgasm took over and he hunched, his body shaking against the window.

“Don’t?” I questioned, frowning. “I’m not allowed to pleasure myself?”

A chuckle rumbled through his heavy breathing as he recovered. “I want you to wait for me.”

“Seriously?” I breathed, excitement hitching my voice. “I have to refrain, even though I’m horny as fuck?”

“The expectation will be delicious. I order you, as your alpha, and your mate, to wait until tomorrow night, after the ritual.”

My hands dropped away as desire filled me up, almost sending me over the edge. His stare demanded me, forcing me to obey.

I bit my lip, excited by the prospect of waiting for my man to finish me off, even if my insides quivered and begged for release.

“As you command, my liege.”

A grin split his lips as a darkness crossed his eyes. “Good girl. You’ll come to know that I’m generous when you bow down to me.”

“Oh,” I breathed. “I’m digging the fifty shades vibe.”

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