Chapter 10. Wrecked and Dripping

“Nnngh—Goddess, please… right there, Alpha Silas. Please, right there.”

I wasn’t sure where I found the courage to speak like that, but the words tumbled out of me as my eyes fluttered shut.

I could feel his gaze burning into me as his fingers moved faster, hitting that exact spot again and again, making my moans and cries grow louder with each stroke.

Why did his fingers feel this good?

How did he know exactly where to touch?

The way his fingers kept skillfully pumping in and out of me made it painfully clear, this man had done this enough times to know exactly what he was doing. How to make me moan like I never had before… even when I didn’t want to.

I didn’t want to feel this good. I swear I didn’t.

But I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting, not with the way his grip tightened around my thighs, holding me in place as his other hand worked its way deeper inside me.

“Goddess…” I whimpered, breathless,