Her Three Wicked Mates
To Elara, I said, “Now, spread your legs and touch yourself. I want you to come while we watch.”
She froze, that delightful blush blooming across her cheeks, neck, and chest. Her pink tongue darted nervously across her lips, and she closed her eyes. She skimmed her hands down her sides to her thighs and parted her legs. Planting one hand behind her for support, the other cupped her core. Her fingertips lightly caressed her folds before disappearing into her pussy.
The sweet scent of her arousal permeated the room. Lysander’s shoulders tensed, briefly drawing my attention. The strained lines of his features told me he was struggling even more. His wolf was fighting to be released.
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