The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Aurora

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His fingers found the waistband of my jeans, pausing just long eng for my heart to at once in my seat The anal metalic saick of the button popping open sounded far too loud in the quiet som har innimare, inall Like a promise I colitis near

F**k, you’re already soaked through these, Zayn growled against my treat, his breath hot and ragged as his hand proted inite

the open fly of my jeans.

His palm pressed fat over my panties, the thick denim edges framing his weist like a sought bunday that my heightened the pressure. I felt the camp coton ding to me, outlining every cure, and his fingers antes show circles agt mer my dit, the fation from the fabric making my thighs tremble

It was maddening–too much barrier, not enough touch and I shifted my hips, chasing more without meating t

He paused there, just rubbing his mouth still latched onto the pulse point below my ex suring igitty unner the fox not off

a bruise forming

My free hand clutched at his shoulder, nails digging in as his cock het against my mach, the dick to leaving a warm anal

on my skin through my half–ogen shirt.

Zayn,” I breathed, my voice cracking, but he didn’t sitswer with wond

Instead, two fingers hooked under the edge of my pantes, pulling the her aside just enough to site into my werness. The pusited in slow, deliberate, stretching me agen inch by ich until they curled upwant, presung fra agans that inter wall that sent a wit

straight ag my spine.

I cried out, the sound muffled against his neck as my body reached minster–his bucking by to meet his hand, me des clenching around his Angers.

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He pumped them in and out, snursed, each withdrawal dagging spist my walls, each the restricted the movement, the fabric bunching at my hips, holding mein place le anaher that made every satin stages. His thumb found my clit again, circling i with meady pressure, and I could feel the anl tightening low in my belly, pleure edging toward pain from the tease

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He held me there, suspended on the brink, his body weight pinning me lightly to the door while his cock nudged insistently against

me, hard and leaking.

Minutes stretched, my breaths coming in short gasps, sweat beading between us.

Finally, when my legs shook too hard to stand, he withdrew his fingers with a wet slide, bringing them to my lips. I tasted myself on them without thinking, as he gripped my waist and lifted me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around him, ankles locking, the denim

scraping against his sides as he carried me across the room.

He lowered me onto the bed, the sheets cool under my back, and tugged at my shirt, buttons popping loose one by one until my

breasts spilled free.

Kneeling between my spread thighs, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my jeans and yanked them down just past my knees–no further, leaving the rough material tangled there like a restraint. My pussy was bare now, exposed to the air, slick and aching, lips parted and swollen from his touch. He stared for a beat, eyes locked on me, before leaning down.

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