Warning: smut.
Rider's lips were on her chest, licking and sucking to his heart content.
Samantha didn't even have time to take the underwear off, for his hands prevented her every time she tried. In the end, she had stopped her attempts and just relaxed under his kisses.
It was pleasant, but her lower half was demanding something more.
«Wait,» Rider whispered, making her lie down on the bed.
He moved on top of her, kissing her lips and forcing her mouth open to welcome his greedy tongue. She moaned to complain about the way he overthrew her, but she couldn't just push him away.
A part of her being was wishing to let go of her stupid idea of taking the lead and let him do just anything. But it was a small part, for she never would have submitted to another wolf. At most, she could reach an agreement.
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