Book 3: Leandros’s Inhibitions

Lyra’s POV

Growling in his throat, my mate’s hot, wet mouth covered the mark, licking and sucking wildly. It set my body on fire, as moisture leaked from my p*ssy, soaking my panties. I cried out as he tortured me with his wicked mouth, stroke after stroke. Arching against him, I ground my hips against his thick erection! The mark was like an external erogenous zone!

I sucked in a deep breath and pushed at his chest. “My turn now!” I muttered, controlling the urge to take off my clothes and ride him like there was no tomorrow. I pushed him down on the bed while he watched me with an amused look on his face.

“Are you planning to really mark me, little mate?” The annoying nickname urged me to prove him wrong. I had to prove I wasn’t little anymore. Yes, I was inexperienced, but definitely I wasn’t a little wolf.

“It’s time to prove I’m not little anymore!” I lay between his legs and reached out to his neck. His breath hitched as he gazed at me