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 was a victorious smirk on his face,

continued to hold his thigh in place, watching me grind against

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

my eyes and threw my head

It shouldn’t feel this

and tilted my head back down. “Now, now, little fox,”

I give you permission to get yourself

his thigh in place, letting me move my

the one who moved his thigh and gave me better

but instead, some sort of breathy

now –

my whine, Griffin’s hands gripped my hips and stilled them. “As beautiful as

low, “I get to decide when you please yourself.

or at least rolled my eyes at the notion

was expanding heat in my lower

me on more.

my throat. I didn’t say it, but I knew what I was ‘pleasing’

the friction, more of the hot pressure in just

“Please what?” (2)

into mine, waiting for some sort of

Griffin.” The words

his lips lifted into a smile but his hands stayed

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all free! where they were, preventing my hips from moving. “Nice try but wrong answer.” Wrong answer? What the hell does

Your Majesty.” That was the next one that came to mind and I almost

doesn’t have

such.

like that one,”

“But still wrong.”

He doesn’t want his title and he doesn’t want

he possibly want me to call him?) And then the answer

small and quiet, and my cheeks flushed. Id remembered him saying it

but I never thought I’d actually be calling him

His eyes lit up.

girl,” he praised me, “What are

was begging for ~ he was the one making me beg! For a