Page 57 of Her Bossy Wolf Protector

“Okay,” she whispers.

“Are you being serious Jade? All we’ve done since that first night is argue. I’m convinced you regret everything.”

“I don’t, Gabriel. Do you?”

“No. I don’t regret any of it.” I wrap my hand around her delicate right wrist and place a kiss on her palm. “Are you sure, Jade? Cause it feels like you’ve been avoiding me.”

She licks her lips suggestively and then walks even closer to me. “No. You’ve been avoiding me, Gabriel. All that talk about how I was your mate and had to be controlled by you.”

I try to stifle a laugh, but can’t. “You know I didn’t mean it like that, Jade. We seem to be misunderstanding each other a lot, huh?”

“Always.” Her breath hitches. “Mariya explained everything to me.”

“She did? That was very helpful of her.”

“Yes, it was, and I’m so glad she did. I feel like I understand it now.”

“Remind me to thank her.”

“Ok. So what now?”

“Jade, you are so beautiful. You are all I have thought of these last few days. Can we keep doing what we started?”

She leans in and kisses me on the lips. “Yes, babe. And what about the mating bond?”

“Do you really want to do this now?”

She nods.

“Lock the door.”

She tiptoes over quietly and locks it, coming back to me with a mischievous grin.

I wrap my hands around her waist and lift her onto my desk.

“Fuck! At the risk of making you run out of my office again, I love it when you follow instructions. When you stop fighting me, that is when it is most fun, isn’t it? It makes me want to shove my cock into your mouth.”

She locks eyes with me and says, “Then do it, Gabriel.”

A groan escapes me as we crash into one another kissing. I want to touch her everywhere.

I pull her shirt out of her skirt and unbutton it. I lick her neck and down onto her lace-covered breasts, loving how they pucker and gleam from the white lacy bra.

I pull the hair tie out of her hair and watch those gorgeous locks tumble down.

As I push her thighs apart, I begin trailing my fingers up her skirt. There is already a damp spot on her white lacy thong. Her panties match her bra, and I want to see all of her. I push her panties aside and glide my index finger up and down her slit.

“You are so wet for me, sweetheart.”

She moans as she pushes her hands into my shirt. Her lips are everywhere. Her hands are everywhere.

I remove my finger from her panties and push it between her lips. She wraps her tongue around it and sucks.

Groaning, I remove my glistening finger from her mouth and push it back into her panties. I start thrusting it into her and watch as her eyes roll back. Her breathing is already labored, and she is soaking her panties. I don’t care. I sink another finger into her and push her skirt to her waist so I can watch her pussy take my fingers. She glides closer to me, and I hold her at the edge of the table so she doesn’t fall off.

With my free hand, I pull down one of her bra cups and bare her left breast to me. I swirl my tongue on her nipple, lick it, then suck.

“Oh God! Oh God!” She moans, grabbing onto my hair.

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