32. CURIOSITY KILLED THE SHE-WOLF
LYRA
A beastly roar echoed above my head and hot jets spilled into my burning mouth.
I swallowed and swallowed—Drakkar didn’t hold back at all, giving me all his essence.
My tongue licked up every last drop, eyes closed, pleasure sky-high.
Suddenly, my hair was grabbed, forcing me up.
His cock popped out of my lips with a filthy sound, and I was shoved against the rock,
facing those wild, wolfish pupils.
I didn’t resist—I let him growl like an untamed animal against my neck, feeling his fangs g