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.

the soft moans of pleasure that escape her full lips. She rocks up

na ked three quarters of every day, and all

neck, her

her panties and her throaty little hum of approval has

legs and on the next upward glide, and 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.

she needs to

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

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

a

her up against the wall and piston. my hips. I leave one leg around my waist and anchor her knee over my other arm, spreading her wider. I

when she lets go for a third time, I follow her into the

isn’t our norm.

the grounds below.