His Trouble Maker

Chapter 169

Chapter 169

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I had to admit, this tops every Jessica Wilkinson’s trouble ever.

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My fucking sanity is out of the window the second she offered to play some fantasy games in our bed. And look at that, she wants me to play a tyrant alpha to his pitiful omega.

“Just don’t shift when you’re inside me,” she said with an excited chirp.

A loud growl went out of my lips with that fucking thought. My wolf wants that. He longs to claim her enough and now she’s trying to feed him with these offers from her?

Well, I’ll be damned.

But no matter how exciting that can be, it will only tear her apart.

“What are you doing?” My voice was a whisper still not getting over the fact that my Luna just surprised me with a poisonous meal but made me the luckiest man alive on earth.

Jessica slowly lifted her shirt while dancing and I had to control myself. I’m naked on the bed while she’s on the bed trying to edge me with whatever naughty thought she has in her mind tonight.

I’m down to anything too. Especially after the conversation that I had with Kade.

“Have you ever had a lap dance?”

Oh hell, no. “You mean, a dirty lap dance?”

Jessica nods. I think she really tried to go overboard with all of these. “Yes, alpha. Have you?”

Moon goddess!

I’ve been in love with her for years already and I am not a good hypocrite man to not think of every filthy little act and position I want to put her through but her wiggling her ass and crawling on the bed?

That’s a fucking scene I’ll always remember on my birthday,

Jessica settles on my thighs, eyes locked on mine, daring me to breathe, daring me to lose control. She doesn’t even know what she’s doing to me–what she’s always done.

playing with me, but fuck -I can’t ruin this.

practiced, innocent way that doesn’t belong to her at

my mouth curves. She’s roleplaying. My good little wolf, acting like she isn’t

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My fingers dig into her hips, keeping

her lips part, and then she

me.

sliding under her shirt, brushing her bare skin. “Is

will do to her. Sure enough, her

very scenario of

an asshole,” she breathes, hips rolling harder anyway, like

teeth grazing her jaw. I grab a fistful of her hair, tugging just enough to arch her throat. “Say it. Admit you like being punished for

grinds

Damn it.

lands hot and hard, the sound echoing

fingers tightening in her hair until her throat is bared for me. “Then why the fuck are you dripping all over my

harder, chasing friction like she wants to prove me

her closer, chest to chest, my mouth at her ear. “I’ll show you what kind of

me dragging her past rebellions into the present, twisting them into something

“Arch your back.”

in my face as she rolls her hips on me. I slide lower against the pillows so I can breathe her in,

you,” I order. “Wrists crossed. Keep them

like she might argue, but she folds her arms back, wrists locking at the small of

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the curve of her, not giving her the satisfaction of my mouth yet. “Look at you trying to

on purpose. “Maybe I am

torture. “You’re a brat, Wilkinson. And this brat doesn’t touch unless I

arches more–taunting me, because that’s what she lives for. My lips barely graze her through the thin

“Tease,” she breathes.

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