The Lycan king’s blind mate
I tried to form coherent words, desperate to get up from his lap, but his hands held me firmly in place, refusing to let go.
His hands moved to my butt, and he pressed me harder against his arousal, making me close my eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. The earlier restraint I had felt melted away, replaced by a wave of sensations that left me breathless.
“I think about you all the time. Do you know why you invade my thoughts, slave? It’s the mate bond. It’s drawing me to mark you, to claim you as mine,” Hades explained, his words punctuated by the way he moved me against his bulge, leaving me a helpless, moaning mess.
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