The Alpha King's Hated Mate
The moment my fingers brushed over the slickness there, I gasped, my back arching.
Goddess…
I was so wet.
The need was unbearable. It was primal. My body was screaming for relief, for something more than just my fingers.
I bit my lip as I pressed harder, my fingers sliding through the wetness, teasing myself, imagining what it would feel like if—
The door pushed open.
I gasped, my body jerking in surprise, my heart slamming against my ribs.
Xander.
He stood there with a smirk plastered on his lips.
“Heard you needed me," he said with a smug look on his face as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.