Page 31 of Damaged Princess

Anastasia whimpers, burying her face closer to Vik's shoulder.

"I'm so empty," she whispers.

"I'd be more than happy to help you with that," I tease, stretching back and nodding to the massive tent in my jeans. Anastasia's eyes bug.

I laugh.

"Touch her and I'll slit your throat while you sleep," Vik says, gently lifting her and facing her toward me. Her knees stretch toward the back of the couch and she's literally spread wide over Vik's lap. It gives me a perfect view of every inch of her slick little pussy.

"It might actually be worth it," I say, licking my lips.

Anastasia grins shyly. Who knew she could be so sweet?

"This is an exercise in trust," Vik murmurs, licking the column of her neck. "Do you trust me to keep you safe, Anastasia?"

I quirk an eyebrow. Really? That's the route he wants to take?

Whatever.

If she needs to see she can trust us to honor her boundaries, then I won't push too much.

Her chest heaves and she nods her agreement.

"Words, please," Vik says, sliding his hand down the front of her dress. He pops her right tit out and I groan obscenely. He's definitely torturing me.

"Yes, Daddy," she agrees.

My jaw falls. I did not see that coming, but the sound of that word on her lips actually doesn't turn me off.

Anastasia spreads her legs wider, showing me every inch of her slick pink cunt.

"Oh, fuck me," I say, stretching back and running my hand over my jeans. My dick jumps in response. It makes Ana shiver as she stares with rapt fascination. "That's hot as fuck coming from your lips, dollface."

I stare straight into her eyes as I say it.

"I drove separately," Cas says, breaking off from our group and pulling me out of the memory. "I'll meet you back at the lodge."

I give him a nod, taking the last few steps to my truck.

"Exactly how close to your heat are you?" I ask, trying to settle Ana in the passenger seat. "Because it seems like it's coming on quicker than you mentioned the other night."

"I don't know exactly," Ana whispers, blinking up at me. "Lydia said it could be anytime within the next couple weeks. Why do they have to come so often? That was a huge benefit of the suppressants."

Vik sighs heavily, climbing into the driver's seat. "They're awful for your health. That's why your system is so jacked up now. You don't need suppressants, you need alphas."

I shoot him a look that screams,What the fuck is your problem?

Ana wraps her arms around my neck and I pull her back out of the seat. I could have guessed that was going to happen.

Vik has no tact and even less chill. The fact that he cares about her makes him even less civilized.

I close the door and climb into the back seat. Ana cuddles close. My hands have a mind of their own as they tighten on her generous hips.

"Shit," she groans, burying her face in my shoulder. "Wolfe, you smell so good."

My right hand leaves her hip to brush the hair back from her face. Feeling her bare skin, it's easy enough to recognize.

"You're really hot," I murmur, running my fingers over her cheek. "I think there's a good chance your heat is coming sooner rather than later."

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