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57 - What If

Author: Grace Kara
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“He’s going to make a mistake, Selena,” I panted against her neck, my rhythm faltering for a moment as an idea, sharp and clear, pierced through the haze of lust. “A public mistake. And when he does… we’ll be there to ensure everyone sees it.”

“Austin please.....!” she gasped, her body arching, her climax building.

“Not yet Freckles,” I commanded, my control reasserting itself. I slowed my pace, teasing her, tormenting her, drawing out her pleasure, her agony. “Patience. Timing. That’s what separates the Alpha from the brute.”

I brought her to the edge, again and again, her cries becoming more desperate, more broken.

Her body was a finely tuned instrument, and I was the master playing it, each note a testament to my power, my control.

And through it all, my mind was working, sifting through the information Lisa and Marcus had brought, through Selena’s own observations, through Dante’s terrified whispers. A plan was forming, cold and precise.

Roric was fond of public displays. H
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  • The Rogue's Reluctant Mate   57 - What If

    “He’s going to make a mistake, Selena,” I panted against her neck, my rhythm faltering for a moment as an idea, sharp and clear, pierced through the haze of lust. “A public mistake. And when he does… we’ll be there to ensure everyone sees it.” “Austin please.....!” she gasped, her body arching, her climax building. “Not yet Freckles,” I commanded, my control reasserting itself. I slowed my pace, teasing her, tormenting her, drawing out her pleasure, her agony. “Patience. Timing. That’s what separates the Alpha from the brute.” I brought her to the edge, again and again, her cries becoming more desperate, more broken. Her body was a finely tuned instrument, and I was the master playing it, each note a testament to my power, my control. And through it all, my mind was working, sifting through the information Lisa and Marcus had brought, through Selena’s own observations, through Dante’s terrified whispers. A plan was forming, cold and precise. Roric was fond of public displays. H

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