Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate
MAYA
I nodded, biting back another moan at how sexy that sounded. A wet massage… his hands on me, gosh, I was already relieved just thinking about it. I didn’t want to show him I was needy, but my body was a traitor, and before I knew it, I was already leaning toward him.
Xander closed the distance. His fingers hooked the hem of my tank top. I froze for a heartbeat. This is crazy. But the ache between my legs throbbed, yes, please. I lifted my arms. He peeled the shirt away slowly, like unwrapping something fragile.