Bab 84: Tell Me If You Want It

I felt my heart skip a beat and my soul drift.

Michael squeezed his hand between my legs again. My body trembled. I wanted to struggle but didn't dare. I could only whisper, "Michael."

"Tell me if you want it. It's okay."

Michael's voice sounded rare and gentle. There seemed to be a hint of a smile in it.

He gave me a light kiss on the side of my face, raised his knee to my already wet privates, and slowly rubbed me. "I'll give you a lick, won't I?" He suggested very seriously.

I was a little dazed, and it took me a while to catch my breath.

Did Michael want to lick me down there? A Lycan prince was going down on me.

Just imagining it made my blood boil.

"No, you can't." My subconscious told me it was wrong, even though I wanted Michael to.

"Yes," Michael said, leaving a kiss on my lips as he slid down.