Call Me Alpha-Chapter 41
Ashira s POV
My breath hitched when I felt his hand on the waistband of my jeans, teasingly tugging on it while his other hand gently squeezed on my thigh. My body temperature increased and I feel hot all over despite the cold shower I had.
"Aiden…"
"Hm?" he breathed on my hair. "Or I could just use my claw and make a slit right…here." he trailed his fingers down the front of my jeans to where my throbbing womanhood were.
"Oh!" I moaned silently when he dipped his finger right where my wet entrance is. I held on his arm and clutched on his biceps like that would stop him at all.
I heard a deep grunt escaped his throat and that only meant he s on his edge. I knew his patience was normally a short thread but when it comes to our physical interaction, it s impossibly no thread to stop him. At all.
Sounds of utensils cluttering at the kitchen made my senses shot up. I held his hand and pull it away from m