Chapter 47

Paxton I took my time with her. I didn’t know when the guard would return, but it wouldn’t hurt for them to get a display at what kind of mate I had. They’d be able to smell her juiciness, but unable to touch her. Besides those wolves, no one else would ever get to touch her again. “Wider,” I whispered and she obeyed. She slid her knee over mine, legs spread just for me. I couldn’t wait to lap at her, to have her wetness dribble down my chin. But first, if I wanted to get as much out of her as I could, I needed to drive her crazy. By the time I got her where I wanted her, I’d be fucking her against the bars and she wouldn’t care if we had an entire audience. I hooked my finger, sliding it into her wetness before circling her clit again. She moaned at the touch, arching her ass into me. Her eyes fluttered. Nothing else existed for her but me and my sweet touch. I moved a little faster, in time with her pants. She was getting close. The perfume of her drowned out all other scents from th