Chapter 12

“Fuck you,” I whispered, but there was no heat in it. Just raw need that made my voice crack.

He chuckled, the vibration rumbling through his chest against me. “That’s the plan.” His fingers slipped beneath the thin fabric, finding me embarrassingly wet. “Two months away and you’re still so responsive to me. So fucking wet.”

I closed my eyes, hating how easily he could play my body. My wolf was whimpering, tail wagging frantically as she submitted completely. His thumb circled my clit while two fingers pushed inside me, and I had to bite my lip until it bled to keep from crying out.

“That’s it,” he murmured against my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. “You can fight me all you want up here,” he tapped my temple,

“but your body knows who it belongs to.”

The yacht slowed as it approached the main dock, and I glanced at the approaching platform. People were waiting there-including Vera,

who would be disembarking from the second cabin.