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. (°)

heart was pounding in my chest — out of excitement or nervousness —

that Griffin

could actually say it out loud, so instead, I just

flashed me a predatory smile before diving in and capturing

only for a moment before he was moving on, running

the neck could be, especially under someone as expert as Griffin. He

couldn’t actually see for myself, I could feel

rasped, hot breath on my neck. “For as long as I live – as long as we live. I will never

like he’d done this a thousand times before. He knew every spot

moan,

my neck. Maybe he has done this

my head. How Griffin had

if I wasn’t sure he’d be mine? I would not

happy to follow orders.

not reading this book on n??el5s.com, you might be missing

dive into

mine. He still

are you thinking so

I said, and my voice came out a lot stronger than I

I belong to you. But do you belong

could see Griffin’s eyes widen, He

has to be equal. He has to belong to me as

sure what overcame me at the moment, but while

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

back down. Instead,

any moment, but he just watched me, waiting to see what I’d do next. Frankly, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do next. All I knew is that I felt this innate desire to show him that

There would never be another castle girl, never another display of flirting as long as I was

you have to be mine.

you.” Griffin went to move his head, and almost instinctively, my hand reached out to settle around his throat. Not choking, just holding him in

eyes widened and I could see a pleased smile pulling at his lips. “My little fox,”

you.”

give another castle girl ‘attention’? You’ll never let

things that happened before you.

events in my