I gasped as he pulled me wider and dragged that huge Lycan tongue through me once.
Twice.
A sound tore out of me I did not recognize as mine.
His tongue f****d me in long, obscene strokes, broad and rough and impossibly skilled, until my thighs shook against the desk.
“Tell me again,” he growled between licks.
I was trembling too hard to form thoughts.
He stood behind me, hard as iron against me now.
“Tell me,” he said, guiding himself teasingly through my folds, “that you want me to f**k you with this Lycan dick.”
“Yes.”
His hand caught my throat gently.
“Say it.”
I nearly sobbed.
“I want you to f**k me with your Lycan dick.”
“That’s my girl.”
And then he gave me exactly what I begged for.
After a few agonizingly slow thrusts from Thoren trying to torture me, I couldn’t tak
