The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

“T have what it takes to claim what I want.” Robin York

Kissing Griffin was just as intoxicating as I remembered it to be. His full lips moved in sync with mine, like we were

speaking our own physical language. I’d never realized that a kiss was something that could turn you on or leave you wet

– I’d always considered it the preamble to the real foreplay.

But kissing Griffin was different. When his tongue licked my bottom lip and then entered my mouth, I could feel the warmth in my stomach. I had one hand pressed to the side of his face, the other resting on the table to support my weight.

It wasn’t enough though. I wasn’t touching enough of him.

As if he’d had the same thought, Griffin reached over and pulled me into his lap in one movement. I made some sort of

noise in my throat ~

a mixture between a squeal and a moan ~ as he moved me. He’d picked me up like I was weightless.

Thrust into his lap, it was almost impossible to keep my hands off him.

I could feel so much more of him now ~ his large hands settled on my waist, his rigid abdomen pressed against mine,

and my hot thighs perched on top of one of his. I’d never wanted to touch somebody like I wanted to touch Griffin right

now. I wanted to feel all of him.

Griffin’s tongue in my mouth was consuming. I tried to keep up with his speed, explore his mouth the way his tongue

was mine, but he wouldn’t let me. His tongue was simply dominating mine, and I wasn’t sure if that was intentional or

not.

I could feel the warmth in my belly expanding and I wanted, no needed, more. I needed friction, and before I could stop

myself, I ground myself into his thigh I was sitting on.

Griffin immediately growled, moving his thigh closer so I could have better leverage and pulling back from my lips. His

as dark as T’’d ever seen them, pupils blown out. Still, there

hold his thigh in

his thigh against my core was the perfect amount of force against my core ~ I could feel it

and threw my head back. How could grinding against someone’s thigh

shouldn’t feel

my eyes fluttered shut, Griffin grabbed my chin and tilted

you permission to

keeping his thigh in place, letting

He’s the one who moved his thigh and

but instead, some sort of breathy

now – I’m literally getting myself off by humping

response to my whine, Griffin’s hands gripped my hips and stilled

his voice raspy and low, “I get to decide when you please

should’ve been offended by that – or at least rolled my eyes

was expanding heat in my lower stomach. It was actually

me on more.

I barely recognized the quiet groan as it left my throat. I didn’t say it, but I knew what I was ‘pleasing’ for

friction, more of the hot pressure in

“Please what?” (2)

eyes bore into mine, waiting for some sort

Griffin.” The words came out

into a smile but

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That was the next one that came to mind and I almost had to mutter it out of

me the literal King doesn’t have a

such.

| almost like that one,” Griffin’s eyes danced with

“But still wrong.”

his title and he

And then the answer

voice felt small and quiet, and my cheeks

thought I’d

His eyes lit up.

girl,” he praised me, “What are

He knew what I was begging for ~ he was the one making me beg! For a moment, I