ログインPoppy was certain she was going to melt into a puddle of want. She had no idea that dirty talk was so... titillating. Everything felt too hot, too tight, too much. And she wanted, no needed more. So much more. At that point, she would do just about anything to get him to make her cum again.
“Yes, daddy. Your good girl.” She rubbed her chest against his, relishing the feeling of his coarse chest hair against her s
Malcom hid a grin. So it was like that, then?“If she needs to come with us, it might be helpful.” Malcom plopped in his chair, doing his best not to antagonize his friend about the girl anymore. Callum was a taciturn male, but loyal to a fault. He would put his own needs and desires aside to do his duty to the pack. But if this was what Malcom thought it was, Callum would need the girl with him just as Malcom needed Poppy, “I want our official mating ceremony to be held at the ancestral grounds. Not here.”“I’m not sure she’ll come.” Callum frowned, “She’s refusing to do anythin’ but demand answers from us. Yesterday, she practically stormed Intercorp’s offices screaming that she was going to find her friend and that you were a murderer and kidnapper.”Malcom coughed again to hide a snort. He wasn’t going to get involved with his Chief of Security’s love life; he w
Malcom froze at her words. He had gathered that she was inexperienced, but he had not expected her to be a virgin. She was young, yes, but not that young. A girl her age, with her beauty… he hadn’t expected that she would not have experimented a little. His inner wolf wanted to howl with satisfaction, a primal response to being her first, her only. No other male would have experienced her, seen her, tasted her. His baser self wanted nothing more than to rut her long and hard, right then, right there.But the small rational part of him knew that this would be too much. She had already lost so much in such a short time; much of it without her full understanding or consent. He knew that she would need time to adjust to her new reality, and that included being the mate of one of the most powerful alphas in the world. And what sex with
Poppy was certain she was going to melt into a puddle of want. She had no idea that dirty talk was so... titillating. Everything felt too hot, too tight, too much. And she wanted, noneededmore. So much more. At that point, she would do just about anything to get him to make her cum again.“Yes, daddy. Your good girl.” She rubbed her chest against his, relishing the feeling of his coarse chest hair against her sensitive nipples. They were puckered into sharp points of arousal and the scrape of his coarse hair felt oh so good. Poppy found herself humping his leg as she rubbed herself all over him; feeling pleased that her scent was going to be clinging to his skin.“Do you need something, lass?” His eyes twinkled as his hand moved to pluck at one of her nipples. Poppy groaned and closed her eyes at t
Poppy had never come so hard in her life. Never. It was a little embarrassing how quickly she had come. While she didn’t have much experience, she had at least tried a few times to orgasm; nothing had ever felt quite like that.Her body was spent, though, and she didn’t really care about being embarrassed while he gently lathered shampoo in her hair, taking the time to use his strong fingers to massage her scalp. God his touch felt so good, no matter what he did. She closed her eyes and gave into the rhythmic pulse of his strong hands on her body. The water gently rinsing away the soap and dirt. Poppy had almost fallen asleep when
Malcom could have spent all day there, in the bathroom, toying with her, learning every inch of her, what made her throw her head back in ecstasy. What each little sound she made meant. Each hitch of her breath. But there was more they had to do besides play in the bathroom. They had to plan a mating ceremony; he had to explain to her what a mating ceremony was. They had to fly back to Scotland, to his main property and the clan center. And there was so much more he wanted to explore with her, to learn, even if they had the rest of their lives to discover each other. Most of what he wanted to learn about her involved something more practical and roomy than a bathtub. It would be far easier to discover every inch of her on a flat surface like a bed.Deciding that she had had enough, he chastely moved to wash her legs and feet, dragging the washcloth over her smooth skin in a way that was both clinical and sensual. He knew based on her moans that she needed, wante
Malcom tried not to adjust himself as she stepped one graceful little leg into the tub followed by the other. She was beautiful. Small, and a little on the thin side, but that was easily remedied with some good food and rest. It would take all his restraint to allow her the time she needed to grow into her wolf, and learn about her life with him and his clan.The haircut he’d given her definitely wasn’t a professional or perfect, but it suited her delicate, elfin features. And, bonus, it gave him access to her perfect little neck. He was getting hard just thinking of her graceful neck: slender and pale. God he could have spent all day just kissing and suckling her throat. He could not wait to mark her as his. There were so many places he wanted to leave his mating bite, and the base of her neck, alongside her spine, was top of that list. As much as he’d hated to see her cry over her hair, he had enjoyed the intimacy of the process, his fingers in her soft loc







