The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 43

"Are you alright?"

"You ask now," she panted while her entire body was still shaking from the aftermath of his handily work.

"You're trembling my dear," he smiled.

"You would too if you were me," she hissed.

With a sly smile he came up to kiss her once more, letting her taste herself, "Thank you for the compliment, my little she-wolf," he laughed cupping her most sensitive spot. He gently circled his fingers over her opening, slipping his a finger inside, and by the moon she was tight. With a small gasp as her response, Eric placed his lips over her left nipple, suckling it as he pinched and massaged her right breast.

Soon one fighter turned to two, she released he was stretching her as he pumped his fingers in and out in all different ways. She didn't know what she was doing all she knew was that she needs him to go deeper and faster or she was going to be the biggest bitch he had ever meet.

"Are you ready," he asked taking his fingers out of her, making her feel empty want wanting more of him. He took his left hand that was inside her and rubbed his length a few times.

"I swore to you if continue to tease me, I'm going to kill you myself," she hissed. But Eric knew they were just empty threats, she was clouded with need and he would be damned if he let his little mate feel any disappoint with being in bed with him.

Eric placed himself between her while slowly finding the entranced that would lead them to pleasure beyond imaginable. He was already at his limit and he could tell she was just on the verge of cumming for him again. He took his time letting the tip of his penis enter her while trying not to cum before his mate did. If he did he wouldn't let himself forget his shame.

"My the moon I can't do this," she moaned and without a second to spare she somehow pulled his body down onto the bed and saddled him until she could feel the tip of his penis inside her again and in one more move she raised her hips and pressed herself down, taking him in all at once.

"Blake, what you-" he was already too late.

She smiled at his single snort before he extended his arm out to then hug her close, wrapping his arm around her waist. She laid there for a few moments before peeling her naked body from his.

He tightened his hold on her but the moment she kissed his chin, he loosened his hold and she made her escape out the bed.

Blake didn't expect herself to collapse onto the floor the moment her feet touched the floor. She fell with a loud thud and turned her head towards the sleeping man, hoping she didn't wake him.

All he did was turn over and continued to sleep as if death had taken him. Blake was grateful that he didn't wake. She wanted her normal alone time but she hardly thought that was going to be the case.

She slipped out of the room and into the bathroom across the hall. Once she was done relieving herself she washed her hands and found herself looking in the mirror.