Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 98

AARON

Something’s different.

I can’t put my finger on it.

It’s Leah’s scent. Her taste, maybe?

Then I stop thinking and let my body lead. Or, more accurately, hers. She goes up on her toes so that hot junction of her thighs vees right over me. She rocks there, working the tip of my di ck until my eyes cross. Then I grab her as s and pick her up. She latches her ankles around my waist, her high heels digging into my a ss.

I like that.

escape her full lips. She rocks up and down over me and that tiny scrap of satin between her legs needs to

if I had my way, she’d be na ked three quarters of every day, and all

around my neck, her tongue in

grip to tear off her panties and her throaty little hum of

I slide her onto my c ock. I let her control the speed and depth. The weight of her sinking

he ll.

“Again,” I rasp.

to

the moment, grinding her tight body against me, seeking out her own pleasure and it turns-me-the-f**k-on because I can feel that she’s close. I angle my hips to rub her clit on each stroke and her

then another and she’s clenching down, her body exploding around mine and me kissing her hard to muffle the screams she can’t hold back.

sound, but she’s mindless at this moment and with so many wolves present, I don’t think she’d want

I’m a gentleman.

hips. I leave one leg around my waist and anchor her knee over my other arm,

closer to the edge and when she lets go

aftermath isn’t our

filters from the grounds