THE HEIR APPARENT'S REJECTED MATE
coming APRIL 22, 2022
SPICY sneak peek
In my imagination, I’m sitting at my table in the Commons. Rosie winds her way through the crowded tables. I see her before she notices that I do. I see how her fingers tremble where they peek out of the worn cuffs of her oversized red hoodie.
In the here and now, despite the cold shower, my cock twitches. I lean back against the wet wall and let the water flow down my pecs.
Her doe eyes rise, searching me out, and I stand. She can’t stop looking and blushing. She flashes me a soft, secret smile.
I go to her. She waits for me, nervous, her even white teeth worrying her plump lower lip.
I don’t give a shit about the pack. They’re gone, disappeared in a blink. We’re alone.
I say, “Hey.”
She lowers her eyes, her dark eyelashes sweeping her pink-stained cheeks.
“Hi,” she whispers back. She can’t help but peek at my face. My chest. The tent in my pants.
In the showers, I stroke my cock. I’m harder than I’ve ever been, abs clenched, eyes screwed shut.
“What do you need?” I ask her.
“You,” she says. “Please.”
In my mind, Rosie reaches up, winding her arms around my neck, holding tight as I lift her. She wraps her legs around my hips and raises her smiling mouth to kiss my jaw, my neck.
I carry her to a dark corner, set her ass on a ledge, and her fingers scramble at my shirt buttons, her lips seeking mine, opening for me without prompting, and I take whatever I want. She offers me everything.
“I want you so bad,” she pants. “Make it feel better.”
I unzip her hoodie, feed her nipples into my mouth, suckle and bite, and she goes wild. She needs me inside her. She whimpers, begging, and I give it to her while she clings to me, moaning.
“Cadoc,” she sobs.
Unprepared, I come with a grunt, hot seed dripping over my knuckles, splattering on the wet tile by my bare feet. A song ends, and another starts.
I’ve never come quicker. Or harder.
Or felt more like shit afterwards.