The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 53 Chapter 53

“You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.”

Steve Mariboli

When Griffin said the night would end with me begging, he’d meant it. After what felt like several agonizing moments of

him licking and biting every inch of my exposed inner thighs, he’d finally worked up to my panties. Beneath my blue

dress, I wasn’t wearing anything particularly sexy — just a pair of blue cotton panties that matched the rest of the outfit.

Had I known where his mouth would end up, I might’ve chosen differently.

“God, I love your scent,” Griffin sighed, pressing his nose against the front of my panties. “It’s just…you.”

My cheeks flushed. A part of me wanted to hide this part of myself, stop this sensual act before it had begun. It wasn’t

because I didn’t want it to happen. No, now more than ever, all I wanted to feel was Griffin’s tongue.

Really, my embarrassment was fueled by a fear of rejection. What if Griffin started and then didn’t like it? What if there was something wrong with me?

As if he could sense my inner monologue, Griffin paused and looked at me, dark eyes shining. “Little fox,” he said, “There

is absolutely nothing more that I want at this moment than to taste you. All of you.”

The sheer devotion in his voice was enough to quell any anxiety or uneasiness I felt. With a soft nod, I watched Griffin

pull down my panties, taking his time. “Look at you, little fox,” he grinned, “Already wet for me.” I knew it was true. I

could feel my own wetness, feel it in the panties he peeled off me. I’d been wet since the moment I started grinding on

him in the dining room.

“You’re so beautiful,” Griffin stared at me – more namely, that part of me. “Every inch of you. I knew you would be.” I’d

never thought that part of me, or anyone, could be beautiful but I didn’t doubt Griffin’s words. He wasn’t giving me lip

service. He meant it.

Then, before I could register it, he began lapping at my folds. Almost immediately, my head fell back and my eyes

fluttered shut. God, why did nobody tell me that head felt this good?

Griffin’s tongue was soft, warm, and used just the right amount of pressure. He started at my lips, and even there, my

body felt sensitive and tingly. I wanted more, but when I bucked my hips, Griffin’s hands settled firmly on my thighs and

pressed them into the bed.

“Now, now,” he said, “Did I tell you that you could move?”

With my eyes still shut, I managed to shake my head. God, please just put your tongue back on me. That’s all I want.

But instead of moving his head back down, Griffin’s fingers just dug into my thighs. “Use your words, little fox.”

I couldn’t even bare to look at him. “No, you didn’t say I could move.” “No, what?”

Is he really going to make me say it?

His fingers digging more sharply into my thighs was my answer.

“No, Daddy. You didn’t say I could move.”

“Good girl.”

it did — but it did something else too.

in between my legs.

me his daddy kink is rubbing off on

pressing gently and firmly

at this point, I didn’t know what was

tasting everything.

he was at it. Once again, there was no learning curve, no

I already liked. He already knew. If my body was an instrument, Griffin was

the sex was this good! I might’ve come around sooner if I knew it

to be

for Griffin to get me all worked up. My entire

brush directly over the most

so desperately wanted to move my hips in tandem with him, but I knew he’d

did.

my stomach felt like it was unraveling. I could feel

the pressure stopped.

flashed open, staring at him. His head was just inches away from my thighs

on his

did you stop?” My voice was quiet and raspy, most likely because I’d spent the past several minutes moaning.

felt shy about saying that last part,

“But did I say you could

little fox?”

shaking my head. I knew he’d want a

“No, Daddy.”

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rasped, a pleased glint in his

aching enough from the loss

humiliating as that is, I’m desperate enough at this point.

tongue back on me.

I knew my entire face was beat red. “Please touch me

but that same sadistic smile remained. “Do you? I don’t think you’re begging hard enough, little

brat earlier tonight. Telling me you didn’t have to ask permission for anything. Is

he has to bring that up.

I managed

for Griffin because

| let out a loud moan. As turned on as

soft tongue felt like he was lighting my nerves on

he ground out, “I want

me down a rabbit hole of wondering

think about was reaching my climax. So, he

throat before I could even think about reeling them

me to my edge. I tried

fact that I was close. If I could just get a little

stopped. I couldn’t suppress the whine as he left

said, “I’m the one who controls when you get to come. Don’t think you can get away with being

little fox — the way your breathing picks

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Damn werewolf senses.

back was arching off the bed, but

That last part slipped out, but I

was already

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