?Chapter 79:

I need more. More of him. Forget my pride. He can’t just leave me like this, after igniting this fire. He needs to quench it.

I couldn’t tell where the courage came from, but one minute, I was staring into his face, and the next, my lips imed his, tugging at his clothes.

“Someone’s ferocious,” he quipped, as I pulled back to gasp for air.

“Make me yours, Alpha,” my voice was bold as I seductively called him to my bed, dragging him by his shirt.

Where on earth did I suddenly get this nerve?

“You amaze me, Vixen,” he chuckled, his eyes flickering brightly as his gaze roved over mine.

“Are you going to talk all day, or are you going to tell me how much you want me?” I winked at him.

His lips im mine, leaving no room for protest. His tongue plunges into my mouth, exploring every corner with a hunger that makes my knees weak, even though I’m lying beneath him. I shut my eyes tight, breathing in his intoxicating scent as his hands roam over my body. He’s everything I need—everything I crave.

“Ryder, oh gosh!” I breathe out, just as his hand effortlessly rips my clothes apart.

His lips crush mine again, fiercer this time, with a burning intensity that sends shivers down my spine. His hands glide over my thighs, heat pooling in my core. Every nerve in my body tingles in anticipation.

His fingers find their way to my wetness, and holy moon goddess, one slides inside me with ease. My walls tighten around him, soaking his hand with my arousal.

“Fvck, Vixen… you’re so hot. You’re mine.” His voice is low, a growl, and his eyes sh—red? Was that his wolf?

I want to ask, but instead, a moan escapes me. No, not just a moan. A desperate, wild sound erupts from me as his fingers dive deeper, iming me in ways I never knew existed. Every touch is like a revtion, every stroke a new discovery of pleasure that burns through me. He’s ravaging every part of me, and my entire body is ame.

If there’s anything I need, it’s for him to never stop. But suddenly, his hand stills, his fingers teasingly pulling out. I gasp, instinctively trying to push against him for more.

“Ryder, please…” I whisper, my voice barely recognizable, thick with need.

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He chuckles, the sound dark and possessive. “You don’t get to beg yet, Vixen.”

His lips graze my neck, sending another wave of heat through my body. But he doesn’t give me what I want. Instead, his fingers linger at my entrance, circling but not diving in. The tension is unbearable, my body aching for him to finish what he started.

“Tell me who you belong to,” he demands, his breath hot against my skin.

I bite my lip, trying to hold back another moan as his hand hovers, teasing the edge of pleasure. But I can’t hold back anymore.

“You… Ryder. I’m yours,” I gasp, my body trembling under his touch.

“Damn right you are.” With that, he thrusts his fingers back inside me, deeper this time, and I scream his name,pletely consumed by him. His thumb circles my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I can feel the edge approaching fast, my body tensing as my orgasm builds.

“Come for me,” he growls, his voice raw with authority, and that’s all it takes. My body arches as I shatter, waves of pleasure crashing through me, his fingers dragging out everyst bit of my release.

“Say my name, Vixen. With each release, I want you to moan my name,” his order makes me nod my head, my gaze meeting his in a frantic plea, begging him not to stop.

“Ryder, I’ming…” My orgasm shakes me, sending me reeling as I vibrate against his hands.

But even as I’ming down, Ryder doesn’t stop. He pulls his fingers out and lifts them to his lips, tasting me, his eyes locked on mine.

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