Forbidden Werewolf Desires
A soft moan slipped from me, vibrating against Jace’s lips.
Julian’s hand drifted down my body, tracing over my stomach and sending shivers of goosebumps along my skin.
His fingers sank lower, parting the curls of my pussy hair to brush against my wet pussy, teasing, probing, and stroking my pussy with slow, lingering pressure that made my breath hitch.
“Mmh,” I gasped, breaking from Jace’s kiss as Julian’s fingers traced slow, teasing circles over my pussy.
“You like that, don’t you?” Julian murmured, his gaze locked on mine, burning with intent.