Turning Tables on the Princess

ar

g I’d thought I c

than I had,

hest. He had me caged in such a way, he was inescapable. His b

r too

ut found his body utterly unrelenting. I tried to tw

them would hear you b

ed or knocked

his ques

ar too

ng hard to hide the fact that he had me tremblin

id down my face and neck to the low cut of

quickly. “I didn’t want

me a sideways look.

oked

you’d be claimed by m

anything? I shif

ne or a chosen few. Unless you were taking claimed as meaning something else, if so, I’d dearly

Alaric. I don’t want

yes roved the deep cleavage over m

know what you’ll do. You

I didn’t…What would you do

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be for myself. Not for them.

ave

cut me off. As if that was

long momen

lo

again. Wishing he’d back

you think.” I murmured.

d his head in warning. “That

Dress like a human, play wi

my hair. Before whispering nearly again

is very male presence, nearly all consuming. He was exuding the smell of a male wolf. He shifted

y guards. My frant

stion became, wo

m

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declared I’d be his mate and I had bolted from t

backing down

’t go

dered that I ma

considered the possibility

dy pointedly. “Then I

Do you know, that even when you sit and toy with me thus, I can smell you dampening. The scent of you is alluring. This is the difference between us and your hum

at you are.

an a

. And your sweet body would welcome me in. You know

mth despite all my attempts to focus my mind

to take me

ding me?” He reached up and ran the back of his hand

body.” He glanced

his chest as I’d readied to push him away. On of my legs bordering his so I was open to him. I gasped in

you d

his hands in surrender. “You want me, s

my head in pan

u trying to convinc