TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 423

CHAPTER 348 MY GOOD BOY

CHAPTER 348: MY GOOD BOY

EMBER’S POV

I lean down, my mouth brushing the shell of his ear, and roll my hips once, dragging my soake cunt along the rigid length of him. He jerks under me, wrists straining hard against the cuffs.

“You made me think Rafael was in the house,” I whisper, rolling my hips again, letting him feel

exactly how wet I am. “You dragged me out of bed. Scared the life out of me. Then had the ne

to call it romance.” Another slow grind. His c**k twitches under me, and I smile against his ear

The scales must be balanced. Elder Catherine agrees. Queenie agrees, enthusiastically. And y

I rock against him again, slower this time, savouring the way his whole body tightens under me

you are going to lie right there and learn, in exhaustive detail, exactly what happens to men wh

viciously prank their wives.”

“Ember.” It comes out half warning, half plea, his wrists pulling hard at the cuffs, every muscle

drawn taut under me. “Ember.”

“That’s my name.” I sit up, smiling down at him, the herb singing hot and wicked in my blood. “G used to the sound of it, my love. You’re going to be saying it all night.”

His eyes snap to mine, dark and feral with need.

The herb has him burning – I can see it in the way his chest heaves, in the thick ridge of his c**k straining hard against his trousers under me, in the way his hips twitch upward like he can’t stop

himself.

He wants to fuck me. Badly. I can feel it radiating off him in hot waves, the beast barely leashed

under his skin.

“Get the cuffs off me,” he growls, voice low and rough with hunger. “Right now, Ember. And I might

go easy on you.”

I tilt my head, letting my smile turn slow and mischievous. I roll my hips again, lazy and deliberate, rubbing my soaked p***y along the hard length of him until we both feel it.

“Ah ah ” My voice is light, playful, dripping with fake sweetness. “You’ve been a very naughty boy. Knox Volkov You don’t get to make demands right now.”

A muscle jumps in his jaw

His arms flex hard against the cuffs, the headboard creaking under the strain His c**k throbs under me, and I swear I can feel the heat of him even through the layers between us.

“Tonight, baby… You don’t get to be in charge There is no going easy, because you’re not going

CHAPTER 348 MY GOOD BOY

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His breath punches out of him. His hips buck up hard, instinctive, chasing more friction. I feel desperate he is – the way his whole body is drawn tight, every muscle locked, fighting the urg snap the cuffs and flip me onto my back.

He wants to fuck me so badly it’s burning through him. I can see it in his blown-gold eyes, in th way his gaze drops to my mouth, my breasts, the wet patch I’m leaving on his trousers

But he can’t.

Not tonight.

I sit up straighter, letting the slip ride higher on my thighs, and drag my cunt over him again, slc

wetter.

The herb has me aching, my clit swollen and sensitive, every slow grind sending sparks up my

spine. I know he can feel how soaked I am.

“You’re going to be good for me,” I whisper, voice soft but wicked. “You’re going to lie right ther and let me have my fun. No breaking the cuffs. No taking over. No fucking me until I say so.” I le down again, my lips brushing his ear. “Tonight you’re going to be my good boy, Knox. Aren’t you?

A low, frustrated sound rips out of his chest – half growl, half groan.

His wrists strain so hard against the metal that the headboard groans with him. His c**k jerks under me, and I can feel the way he’s trembling with the effort of holding himself back.

“Ember,” he rasps, voice shredded with need. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”

I smile against his throat and nip at the skin there, then soothe it with my tongue.

“Oh, I know.” I roll my hips again, slower, filthier, letting him feel every slick inch of me dragging ove him “But you’re going to be good anyway. Because you want to see what I’ll do to you when you behave ” I pull back just enough to look down at him, my hair falling around us like a curtain. “And because deep down you like being at my mercy tonight.”

His eyes burn into mine. Hunger Frustration Dark, reluctant arousal All of it is fighting for dominance while the cuffs keep him exactly where I want him

I reach down between us and palm him through his trousers, feeling how hard he is, how he twitches under my hand

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