The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 33

"Am I too heavy?" She began shifting bad a forth to get off him.

"Stop!" He yelled, "don't move, Goddess, don't move, " he begged. Blake watched The King shiver and stuff up all at the same time. His face was showing so many expressions she didn't know which one she likes best.

It was all exciting to her too. She wanted to see more. Feel more. She wanted to make him moan while feeling nothing but her. Blake licked her lips and watched her prey completely relaxed underneath her. Now it was time for the kill.

It took Eric everything not to cum. His little she-wolf's sex was like fire against his own. It was the sheer thought that there were just thin layers of clothing between their sex that would have them connected as one.

"Beta Blake I think we should end things here tonight, " he groaned. He was worried that if things got too out of hand that he would surely lose the little control he had. He was trying everything not to make her feel uncomfortable, he was trying to win her affection not scare her.

"And what if I want to continue, " her voice was husky while she licked her lips. Eric could see the hungry of a wolf ready to eat her prey.

He could feel her body shiver in excitement as she stared him down, challenging him. His little she-wolf leaned down, placing her nose against his cheek. She gently moved her nose down to his neck, sending shivers down his spine. His she-wolf took in his sent making his wolf go haywire.

"I can't anymore, " Eric whispered to her, "I need you."

"You need me, " she responded rubbing her face against his cheek. Her wolf was coming out, he could tell just by looking at her eyes that her wolf was in control. "I'm happy."

"Let me have you."

Beta Blake purred, "I can't, " she whispered.

"Let me show you just how much I need you, " Eric lifted his hips rocking his sex against her. Eric growled the moment he could smell her arousal it didn't help that he could feel her wet juices start to soak his own boxers.

With a small moan that sounds too sweet to be real, "It's to bad it can never be."

"Don't be afraid, my sweet."

"I'm not the one who should be afraid, " she whispered pulling away from him so she could see his face.

Staring into her gray eyes he said, " I'm not. I have you now".

Eric tugged on his bindings, "is that a challenge".

"It wouldn't be much of a challenge, " she smirked. That tiny little smirk was the most sexist thing he ever saw and he would be damned if he let another man "challenge" her.

"Are you sure able that, " Eric made sure he gave his best 'try me' smirk. He loved the fact his she-wolf was strong and playful but he couldn't help the fact that sometimes she looked sad.

"I'm almost positive, " she laughed making her way to her computer. She wrote a few things down on her notebook before saying, "it's late and I have a very important date tomorrow. You should sleep well you highest."

Eric felt his lower half painfully ache while watching her. Her smile was sexy and the way she moved. She looked like a proud and graceful predator. He knew that when their pups are born she would protect them well. He knew that his she-wolf didn't need any saving because she did far well in taking a small rouge pack on her own. He didn't have to worry about her. Well, he will always worry about her but he will be at ease knowing that she can protect her self and one day their pack.

"Goodnight, " she whispered leaving the room.

In a panic Eric lifted his head, "wait, " he yelled. Poking her head back in the room, he goes, "are you not going to untie me?"