His Trouble Maker

Chapter 132

Jessica

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“What? You want five pups?” I laugh, trying to push Grayson because he’s breathing on my damn neck. Ugh. When is he going to be satisfied with me? Well, I hope not because the man has skills.

I heard him chuckle beside me, making me frown. Sometimes, I think he’s, you know…stupid or crazy because I always caught him laughing at nothing!

Trolled my eyes, but my heart skipped a beat. Damn him. “You’re laughing at me? Again? You know, one day I’m gonna figure out what’s going on in that messed–up head of yours.”

“Good luck with that,” he shot back, leaning on the headboard and shutting his eyes.

My alpha–tired after two rounds. The thought made me bite back a laugh.

Slowly, I crawled on top of him, my knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips. His eyes snapped open instantly, dark and blazing, like a wolf catching scent of prey. His growl was low, guttural, and it made my stomach flip.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he rumbled, his voice rough.

I tilted my head, feigning innocence. “Just checking if you’re really as spent as you’re acting.”

His hands shot up, gripping my hips like he was afraid I’d slip away. “You’re playing with fire, little wolf.”

“Really?” I gasped, grinding against his thighs. I don’t know why but having sex with Grayson is literally a dream come true. Shit. My legs were trembling, my fingers digging into his shoulders like I might fall if I let go.

Grayson’s lips curled into a smirk. “You’re shaking,” he growled, his voice low. “You like it that much?”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My throat was dry, my heart hammering so loud I was sure he could hear it. His fingers trailed up on my arms before it circles around my neck. I bit my lip, holding back the moan threatening to escape. His grip tightened just a fraction, and I swear I saw a flicker of satisfaction in his gaze.

“Tell me,” he demanded, his voice rough, almost feral.

I shook my head, a tiny defiance that only made him more into this.

“So stubborn,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “My stubborn whore.”

The words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. A whimper escaped my lips, and he smirked, clearly pleased with himself.

“So stubborn,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “My stubborn whore.”

The words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. A whimper escaped my lips, and he smirked, clearly pleased with himself.

“That’s it,” he said, choking me more, “Grind that greedy pussy in my thigh.”

I hesitated for a second, but his free hand slapped my ass hard, making me yelp. “Do it.”

“No.”

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“What?”

heavily just to

my mind,

my heart pounding in

“Excuse me?”

heard me. I want you tied up.

faded, replaced by something sharper. ” Jessica. This is not

“Please?”

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side of the bed, waiting for his answer. It’s stupid but I really want to do it. Imagine the all mighty alpha Grayson tied up and helpless in my bed? I’ll literally

growled, finally. “But don’t make me regret

grinning like an idiot as I grabbed the rope from the drawer. His eyes tracked every move I made, intense and unblinking. I tied his wrists to the bedposts, making sure the knots were

now?” he asked,

I said,

as I straddled him, hands roaming. ” Don’t

smirked, running my hands down

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Relax, alpha. I’ll

you will,” he muttered, but I could see the flicker in his eyes, the one that told me he

down, my lips brushing

hitched, and I could feel him struggling against the ropes, testing them.

biting down

his hips bucking up

voice was strained, like he was barely

his chest, the sound sharp in the

and I could feet him struggling

brushing against him. He

it,” he muttered, his

down to kiss him. “Relax, Grayson. Always remember

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I love you.

in love with

will always

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a bite out of me. I rolled onto my back, my breath ragged, and winced as my fingers brushed

Riot.

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him. My head throbbed, and my body felt weak, like I’d been dragged through hell and

it,” I muttered under my breath. My voice

I froze, my ears straining. Someone was nearby. My heart started pounding,

the silence.

“You’re awake.”

I turned my head, and there he was.

“Where’s Riot?”

at him, forcing myself to sit up, even though it felt like my body was tearing

if I triggered something inside him that he quickly crouches down and gripped my jaw. Theo crouched down, his hand gripping my jaw. His eyes were dark, almost wild. “Why

digging into my palms. “If you

laughed, cutting me off.