Page 9 of The Growly Outcast’s Promise

“I’m guessing by how soaked you are that any argument you try to make now will be moot.” I nuzzle into her neck, licking at the tender skin there.

“We have to go to the reception,” she murmurs.

“We will. But first, I have something I need to do,” I tell her. With my free hand I bat hers away from her tits. “You don’t ever need to hide or disguise or cover any parts of yourself. Not for me.”

“Okay,” she whispers.

“Now, do you want to explain to me why you’re soaking wet?”

She sucks in a breath when I nibble on the skin across her collarbone. “You cut my underwear off.”

I chuckle and lick up to her ear. “And did you like that?” My fingers still play between her slick folds and she’s practically leaking into my palm.

I want to step back and take in how she looks. Standing in the middle of this room wearing nothing but her stockings and heels. But I don’t want to stop what I’m doing.

“This,” I smack my hand against her wet flesh. “Is one needy pussy.”

“Yes,” she hisses.

“I’ve got you, wife. You’re mine to take care of now. That means any time this pussy gets needy, you come to me and I’ll handle things.”

Finally, I slip my fingers between her lower lips, brushing against her clit.”

“Grey!” she squeaks my name.

“That’s right, darlin’, you call my name when I make you feel good.”

She’s impossibly tight when I plunge two fingers inside her. I make sure the heel of my palm presses against her greedy little button.

“Ride my hand, Bella. Come the fuck all over it.”

I’m painfully hard in my jeans and yeah, I could unbutton them and just pound into her. But right now, this first orgasm, I want to feel it with my hands.

I know she’s getting close because her pussy is squeezing my fingers. There’s a rattling of the door to the room.

Bella gasps. “Oh my God,” she whispers.

“Doesn’t matter. I’m not stopping until you come.” I say, keeping my rhythm steady.

Her warm hazel eyes flare and she bites down on her lip.

“Your guests are waiting, Annabelle!” Her Grandmother snaps from the other side of the door.

“We’ll be out in a few,” I bark.

“Unlock this door this instant!” she demands.

“I don’t think I will.”

Bella gasps as she gets closer and closer to the edge.

“Are you going to come?” I ask her softly.

Her eyes wide, she nods.

I pull her mouth to mine and swallow her cries as she detonates on my palm. Her release drips over my fingers, and fuck me if that wasn’t the hottest fucking thing in my entire life.

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