Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Gavin's POV

I could smell her arousal as she sat on the couch, her legs wrapped around me while my arms were wrapped around her. I wasn't used to showing this level of vulnerability; I wasn't used to being this vulnerable in general. I didn't particularly like revealing this side of myself. But I couldn't help myself when it came to her; she brought this side out of me.

Seeing her in the arms of another man did something to me; it released this primal need to claim her and make others back off. I never wanted to see another man touching her again and if they did, I would rip their heads off. There was no doubt in my mind that my wolf would happily kill anyone who touched Judy Montague.

A strange reaction for someone who isn't our mate.

As my lips trailed down the nape of her neck, relishing in her shuddering breath as goosebumps formed along her flesh, I grabbed the band of her waist and started to tug them down her legs. She gasped and for a moment, her hand flew over mine to stop me.

"We aren't alone in this mansion. Are you forgetting there's a full staff here, including my friend Sammy who is sleeping down the hallway," she reminded me, glancing over her shoulder at the dark hallway where most of the staff reside.

I smirked as I continued to pull her pants down, leaving her in nothing but her panties as I pulled her pants completely off.

"Gavin, I'm serious. What if they walk in?" She asked, a slight panic in her tone.

made me

growly. "Then all the men of the mansion will know to

are mated," I reminded him. "And there are more females

grinned against the softness of her legs. I ran my tongue towards her center, her panties getting wetter

the death of me,” she whispered, her head resting on the

slit, making her gasp. Her flavor exploded in my mouth, making me even more

fed from her. I sucked her clit into my mouth, loving how swollen it was getting from her arousal. He let out a soft moan as she dug her fingernails into the couch. Her rejection and fears of being caught left

could walk in at any moment and see my face buried in her core. I almost wanted to be caught with her juices coating my face. I dug my fingers into her thighs, pulling

into my mouth, and I lapped up every single

legs trembling

close; her breathing was getting heavier and her nails dug even more into the couch cushion as she suppressed her deep moans and screams, not wanting

Her toes

and

through her, making more