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. (°)

was pounding in my chest — out of excitement or

now that Griffin was resting on top of me, I desperately

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

and clear. He flashed me a predatory smile before diving

molded to mine but only for a moment before he

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

I couldn’t actually see for myself, I could feel

my neck. “For as long as I live

His mouth continued to work expertly ~ like he’d done this a thousand times before. He knew every spot

a moan, every

of my neck. Maybe he has done this a thousand times

flew through my head. How Griffin had been with girls in the castle

A spark of rage and jealousy flickered in my stomach. How could I ever be okay with being his if I wasn’t sure he’d be

happy to follow orders.

reading this book on n??el5s.com,

there to dive into

thinking,” Griffin said, dark eyes boring into mine. He still hovered over me,

are you thinking

about you,” I said, and my voice came out a lot stronger than I thought it would, “How

belong to you. But do you belong to

Griffin’s eyes widen, He hadn’t

mate bond, it has to be equal. He has to belong to me as much as

not sure what overcame me at the moment, but while he was caught off-guard,

bed. Now, our positions were reversed – me on top, him lying beneath me. He didn’t

shove me back down. Instead, he merely watched me with surprised, curious

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

never another display

him, “Then you have to be mine.

went to move his head, and almost instinctively, my hand reached out to settle around his

could see a pleased smile pulling at his

you.”

“Then you’ll never give another castle girl

so possessive of me, even about things that happened before you. I can be just as territorial as

the events in my