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

were as dark as T’’d ever seen them, pupils blown out. Still, there was a victorious smirk on his face, He

hold his thigh in place, watching me

against my core was the perfect amount of force against my core

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

shouldn’t feel

chin and tilted my head back down. “Now, now,

I give you permission to get

keeping his thigh in place, letting me move my hips and

He’s the one who moved his thigh and

tell him, but instead, some sort of breathy

I must look and seem like an animal right now – I’m literally getting myself off by

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

raspy and low, “I get to

or at least rolled my eyes at the notion of someone else getting

expanding heat in my

me on more.

quiet groan as it left my throat. I

the friction, more of the hot pressure in

“Please what?” (2)

waiting for some sort of

words came

of his lips lifted into a

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they were, preventing my hips from moving. “Nice

the next one that came to

have a kink for

such.

like that one,” Griffin’s eyes danced with

“But still wrong.”

and he doesn’t

to call him?) And then the answer went off like a lightbulb inside

cheeks flushed. Id remembered him saying

I’d actually be calling

His eyes lit up.

praised me, “What are you begging me

knew what I was begging for ~ he was the one making me beg! For