Chapter 65. Regant Mountain (4)

Cleo’s POV

Instantly, I hurled a blizzard of repeated fists into his chest. He tried to grab my wrist but had difficulty grasping my frenzied attack.

By the time he gripped my hands, his bruised chest reddened. He pinned my hands above my head. The more I squirmed under him, the harder his thick cock got, pressing down on my core, and eliciting more arousal.

“Will you stop that?” In stillness, he peers down at me, obviously fighting his wolf from taking control. “How are you this strong?”

I froze. He closed his eyes, battling his wolf. The quietness was too loud, so I solemnly stated, “I have to do my rounds now.” Someone was bound to check on me once I missed my morning routine.

His lids flicked open and he studied me. “Can't you see how crazy you drive me? I hardly have any self-control around you.”

The confession placates me, though he will abide under my scrutiny for a while. Gradually, he released my hands. I scampered to sit