The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 52 Chapter 52

“A gentleman holds my hand. A man pulls my hair. A soulmate will do both”)

Alessandra Torre

Td seen werewolf speed in action before. In class, in training, and even in my home. But I’d never actually felt how fast

they were — how the wind whips through your hair or the dizzy spell you get when they set you down.

At least until now, that is.

One minute, I was sitting in his lap in the dining room and the next, we were back in his suite. I had hardly felt the movement, the running, but I certainly felt the wave of dizziness when he set me down on the silk sheets.

I barely had time to recover before Griffin was on top of me, his mouth moving in sync with mine. The way his tongue

explored every inch of my mouth was impossible to keep up with, but I had a feeling he liked it that way.

Suddenly, Griffin pulled back, his dark eyes gleaming.

“God, you have no idea how long I’ve thought about this,” he

whispered. His eyes raked over my face like he was trying to memorize every line, every wrinkle.

“Thought about what?”

“How you’d feel beneath me. How your lips would feel against mine. How your hair would feel in my hands,” he said, his

fingers tangling into my long, red hair. “How you’d taste.” At that last remark, I felt one of his hands travel down to the

bottom of my dress, resting on my thigh. That same hand began to gently rub the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, but

never going beyond that. ()

I could tell what he was thinking, what he was waiting for. He didn’t directly say it, but I could tell he was asking for

permission to go down on me. To make sure I was okay with it. (°)

— out of excitement or nervousness — I wasn’t sure. I’d

someone touch me like that, but now that Griffin was resting

wasn’t sure I could actually say it out loud, so instead, I just nodded my

me a predatory smile before diving in

to mine but only for a moment before he

could be, especially under someone as expert as Griffin. He sucked

actually see

rasped, hot breath on my neck. “For as long as I live – as long as

expertly ~ like he’d done

moan,

of my neck. Maybe he has done

conversation with Mary flew through my head. How Griffin had been

okay with being his if I wasn’t sure he’d be mine? I would not be another docile little wife, oblivious to

happy to follow orders.

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boring into mine. He still hovered over me, his lips only inches away from

“What are you thinking

came out a lot stronger than I thought it would, “How you

you. But do you belong to me?”

see Griffin’s eyes widen, He hadn’t expected me to say

I’m going to accept this mate bond, it has to be equal. He has to belong to me as much

what overcame me at the moment, but while he was caught

side of the bed. Now, our positions were reversed – me on top, him lying beneath

shove me back down. Instead, he merely watched

next. Frankly, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do

was. There would never be another castle girl, never

you have to be mine. Every inch of you. You’ll belong to me as

head, and almost instinctively, my hand reached out

see a pleased smile pulling at his lips. “My little

you.”

never give another castle girl

before you. I can be just as territorial as

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