Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets
Sharbieadored by my ruthless alpha
Atlas murmured, hand tracing her spine lightly.
“Maybe I like fire,” she whispered back, nipping lightly at his ear.
The teasing escalated quickly, Atlas claiming her attention with touches that sent shivers down her spine, slow, deliberate, and insistent. Lisa responded in kind, pressing closer, letting her hands roam freely. The interplay was charged with desire, mutual understanding, and a dangerous thrill. Each touch, each whisper, made her pulse race.
Kael leaned nearby, grinning. “She’s relentless. I love it.”