Chapter 258

I lean forward and press my lips to hers. She presses her lips to mine and we stand like that for a moment. When I pull back, I look at her.

“Hmmm, that was very vanilla. You don’t know me well, but I’m not a vanilla kind of girl. I like spice, flavor, excitement, and passion. Try again,” she says.

I think about the way I’ve seen pack members kiss. Usually, when someone is mated, one of them slides their hand into the hair of the other and pulls them into the kiss. Their mouths seem to press tightly together and on occasion, it looks like they stick their tongues in the

other’s mouth.

So, I slide my hand in her long blond hair, gripping it to show my dominance, and then I lean in, taking a much more possessive approach to the kiss. Her hands come up to my chest, gripping my shirt, and when her tongue slides across my lips, I slide my tongue out to play with hers.

The moment our tongues touch, my entire body lights up with fire and my cock stands at attention, demanding that I do something about it.

I wrap my arm around her waist, pressing her body against mine, feeling her rub against my hard length, wanting more, demanding more from her.