Lorcan

I flip Gianna onto her back and smirk while spreading her legs. I slide a finger over her folds, groaning at how wet she is for me. She shudders and bites her lower lip, and I smirk to see her watching me.

“You like that, little wolf?”

She nods her head, though I can tell that she wants to tell me to go to hell.

The thought makes me chuckle.

I grab her face in my hand, and her breathing hitches. Metally, Gianna might fight me, but she can’t deny that her body craves my touch. I don’t give a shit if it’s nothing more than the mate bond; she belongs to me!

I slide my thumb over her lower lip, and I can’t resist the urge to kiss her, so I do. Our tongues battle for dominance, and Gianna moans into my mouth, causing my cock to stiffen further.