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Call Me Alpha-Chapter 41

Ashira’s POV

My breath hitched when I felt his hand on the waistband of my jeans, teasingly tugging on it while his other hand gently squeezed on my thigh. My body temperature increased and I feel hot all over despite the cold shower I had.

“Aiden…”

“Hm?” he breathed on my hair. “Or I could just use my claw and make a slit right…here.” he trailed his fingers down the front of my jeans to where my throbbing womanhood were.

“Oh!” I moaned silently when he dipped his finger right where my wet entrance is. I held on his arm and clutched on his biceps like that would stop him at all.

I heard a deep grunt escaped his throat and that only meant he’s on his edge. I knew his patience was normally a short thread but when it comes to our physical interaction, it’s impossibly no thread