The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

“What state do you live in? Denial.” Bill Waterson

Griffin’s warm lips lingered on my forehead for several seconds until he pulled back, his eyes glazed over.

Someone must be mindlinking him.

After a few moments, he blinked. “Speaking of meetings,” he sighed, “Looks like I’ve got another one in less than an

hour. Would you like to

join me?”

“Of course,” I smiled and Griffin’s eyes softened. I didn’t think I’d get an opportunity to participate this soon, but I wasn’t

complaining. Even if the meeting did, as Griffin joked, bore me to sleep, I just wanted to be there.

If [was going to make any kind of real impact as a Queen, I needed to embrace this role. That meant attending meetings

with Griffin, no matter how boring they might be. I needed to be in on the action, so to be speak.

Even if that action is just listening to be a bunch of stuffy werewolves ramble on about border disputes. Chapter 61

“Well, I guess I should probably get dressed in something a little more professional,” I said, glancing down at my longsleeved shirt. After my tussle with Instructor Ivan, it looked like it could use a good wash. “What does someone even wear to a werewolf meeting anyway? You don’t seem like you dress up.” My eyes roamed over Griffin’s dark t-shirt and

jeans.

No man should be able to rock a t-shirt that well.

“Jeans and a blouse should be fine. You don’t need to dress up for these people,” Griffin grumbled. He reached out to

pull down my shirt, revealing the bite. “But wear something that shows this off. I want them to know I’ve claimed you.”

“Sure,” I rolled my eyes, sliding off the bed so I could head to the closet.

Just as my feet touched the floor, Griffin grabbed my hand and pulled me back – right onto his lap. “Not so fast, little

fox.” He leaned down and captured my lips in his.

His lips molded with mine like they were made to, but when his tongue swept over my bottom lip, I pulled back. “We

only have an hour. I think we’re going to have to continue this later,” I said.

“Fine,” Griffin said, but there was an odd gleam in the eye. Something predatory that turned my stomach in knots. “But we still have

unfinished business.”

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I tensed in his arms ~ was he really talking about what I thought he

was talking about?

“Unfinished business? Are you sure? Pretty sure we’ve finished everything we need to.”

Griffin raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? There was nothing else? No punishment I promised you?”

have no recollection of you saying anything about that. Absolutely no memory of

thing I’ve got a sharp memory,” Griffin said, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Because

you that I’d be

lesson,” I argued, “We talked about this earlier. You’ll allow me more freedom, I

any more fights. See? Lesson

his lips. “Yes, and imagine how much

we both know you didn’t

be reminded that I’d gotten turned on the last time he

repeat of that!

“I have a feeling that you’ll like it even more this time, but you’re welcome to pretend

stood up Chapter

bed before he could see my jaw drop. Was

opened one of the nightstands and

I could ask, he pulled something out of the top drawer and I got my answer loud and clear.

that? It wasn’t a lot of

eyed the rope as he approached the bed. Griffin smirked. “Hold out

out.”

hands in my lap. “I don’t remember that being part of the punishment last

time,” Griffin said, “Now, hold

little

the hard way was, but I had a feeling my defiance would be pointless. Deep down, I

do anything to actually hurt me. He seemed

than I

sigh, I held my hands out

“Good girl.”

around my wrists and tying them together.

or rough, but it felt comfortable against my

was firm enough that I knew I wouldn’t be able to loosen

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back and admired his handiwork. When his eyes

to tie

reminder of whose in charge here,” Griffin said, and then he knelt

now, little fox.” His hands rested on my thighs, but he

raking over

tired of looking at

to Griffin’s compliments by now, but my body seemed to

every time. My face would go red, my

me a heart attack

floor, Griffin settled back on the bed, pulling me over his lap in

my mouth – or the way

over his lap.

This certainly feels similar.

Griffin said, his finger brushing over the black lace underwear I

hoping to get punished today or

rolling my eyes. His hands stilled.

rolled your eyes at

more slaps

struggling to turn around and face him. On my stomach and with tied hands, it was a lot

“I told you – you’re not in

would’ve infuriated me in any other

I felt was heat collecting

going to spank you thirteen times,” Griffin continued, his hands lazily

count each one.” =

if | wasn’t red enough, Griffin’s extra stipulations only embarrassed me more. Still, I wasn’t