Mated to Secret Lycan Prince
My thighs were wet, his fingers brushing along the inner parts of them, soaking in my arousal, making my hips lurch towards him again, begging for some release.
He ripped my panties right off of me, discarding the scrap of fabric like a piece of trash. My lower half was exposed, while my upper half was still clothed.
I wanted everything off.
Asher tossed his own shirt aside, leaving me to gaze at his muscular chest, which now shimmered with a small sheen of sweat. My mouth went bone dry at the sight, a feral sound escaping my lips.
He ripped my tunic right down the middle — one of my favorite ones, but I’d forgive it — and left me bare to him, aside from my bra, which was off in the blink of
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