I wake up again, draped across


    Ryker''s massively chiseled chest. I take a deep breath in, reveling in his Rosemary mint scent, then roll out of bed trying not to disturb him. I look around to see where we ended up. Surprisingly we are back in i


    I do notice the


    statue that looks like Alpha has been propped on my bedside table, but there is an


    addition. There is amb statue carved with the same amount of detail standing next to Alpha. They way they are standing


    though, it''s as if they are puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly. I wonder if the same shopkeeper made it. The curve of the wolf''s body is just enough for themb to curl in, themb''s front leg crosses over the


    I smile walking over to the balcony doors, taking in the haze of sunriseing over the trees. Last night I remember him mentioning something about me talking a lot when I am angry. I can only imagine what I said. But, if it''s anything like drunk Kennedy talking, I told him exactly what I thought about him,


    Amy, and anyone else my brain could remember while contemting life and threatening his manhood. I try not tough as I head to the bathroom and decide what his torture is going


    to be this morning. He has to break eventually. I am determined to make him break. I need him to let loose with me.


    An hourter I hear the door slide open quietly. I don''t know how long he watches me before he can''t


    handle it anymore. I can feel when he''s close, like the pressure in the air changes when he''s near. But that is the same pressure whether he is sleeping or awake.


    "Is that the only move you know how to do Little Lamb?" He groans out.


    “It seems to be a favorite of yours, so I may or may not repeat it a few extra times just for you." I look back and smile my best smile in this awkward position. Downward dog makes my ass look good, so it''s wort "You have no idea.” He mumbles moving behind me. So close, and yet so far.


    "You know there is plenty we can do if you''re still afraid of s*x." I tease, snaking down into a cobra position as slow as my muscles will allow.


    He clears his throat. "I''m not afraid of s*x." I adjust my feet so this time when I push back up, I''m pressed up right against


    his throbbing c*ck. I can feel it pulsing, sending a rush of wet heat to my core.


    "Prove it." I whisper and he groans.


    "I don''t know if I will be able to stop once we start." He massages the outside of my thighs. Now we''re getting


    somewhere.


    "I don''t want you to stop until I am screaming your name." Back down to cobra, just out of reach.


    I push back up, my arms are shaking from being out here and holding these positions for so long, trying to seduce him.


    "F*ck, Kennedy." He groans again, grabbing me.


    "Yes, please." he growls and before I know what''s happening my leggings are off my ass and around my thighs. Ryker is on his knees behind me palming my bare ass, skiting his thumbs so close to my center v Then it finally happens, a slow light caress of his thumb from my center to my cl*t and back. "You''re soaked, baby. Is this all for me?


    "Yes!" I almoste from just another stroke. I feel like we''ve been edging each other for months now.


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    "F*ck! Yes! Anything, just don''t stop." I feel the tip of his tongue brush my bundle, setting the nerves into overdrive. That along with the tingles from everywhere his skin touches mine, I am in heaven. I tilt down t