Chapter 239. Free Time

'Oooohhhh, HOTT,' she thought. She stopped at his length. Oh, Goddess. Her eyes widen.

She would have been grasping and clutching at her chest if her hands were free.

Aubrianne's core clenched. She swallowed only air, squeezed her thighs together as she felt her juices warming her core and soaking her thongs, and was immediately embarrassed she did not use her quick thinking to mask her arousal, entirely taken by surprise.

She was still mad at her mate, and this damn mate bond was working over time. It was a traitor to her being.

Zayne tilted his head, nose flaring as he gazed at his mate, amused. And the fight between him and Aragorn ensued, his eyes changing color as he explained to Aragorn this was not the time.

However, he was also tempted as he felt his manhood stir under the heat of her gaze and the deliciousness of her arousal. Zayne was sure she tasted like pure sin.

And suddenly, he wanted to lap every drop of those juices up.

Quick