VALERIA

I know he loves my submission—Lycans are obsessed with domination and control.

He leans back, resting his hands on the bench, watching me challengingly, as if daring me to disobey.

But I don’t; I’m dying to see just how far I can push this wild man over the edge.

His hips are level with my chest, and my hands move to unbutton his pants one by one, brushing constantly against that damp bulge that’s tempting me to lick it.

"Mmm," Aldric growls, arching his pelvis upward as I finally manage to undo the buttons, sweat trickling down my back and wetness pooling at my core.

"Take off the boxers already, you teasing woman. You’ve got me so hard I’m about to come with my clothes on."

I glance up at him and see his canines bared, danger pouring from his almost-white gray eyes.

His oppressive, heated aura wraps around me, ready to consume me.

I grip the waistband of his boxers and pull them down along with his combat pants.

Aldric lifts his hips, letting the fabric slide down his muscul