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Wiggle

With one hand on the headboard and the other one by her head, holding him up, Lasci took a slow deep breath through his nose. Her scent filled his mind and intoxicated him. He somehow landed his hips between her legs and could feel the heat reach his groin through the lounge pants.

She started to wiggle, “Um, I can’t move, please. You’re a bit heavy, sorry.”

Wiggling more to the side, she accidentally rubbed the soft mound between her legs against the growing hardness between his, making Lasci’s wolf cry out in his mind, wanting to mate, to mark her.

“Don’t, just don't move, stop wiggling,” he breathed out, unsure what was coming over him. The feeling of taking her, almost devouring every inch of her with his body, started running through his imagination.

Purity kept trying to move out from underneath him, “I’m sorry, just let me, um,” her words were breathy, making his heart race with desire even more.

“I SAID DON’T MOVE, OR SO HELP ME, WOMAN, I WON'T STOP ONCE I START”

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