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“You’re too hard on yourself, ma louve.” Wednesday draped her arms around her neck, kissing her cheek again. “I believe your hardness is reserved for me, is it not?”
A low growl slipped from her, and she cleared her throat to try to hide it. “You know it is.”
The psychic smirked, trailing fingertips down Enid’s chest, stomach, and hips before firmly cupping her bulge through her jeans. “Then I must insist that you put those thoughts aside.”
She couldn’t stop the jerk of her hips, seeking more of her touch. “And if I don’t?”
Wednesday trailed a blunt nail along the now obvious length in her jeans. “Then it isn’t really mine, is it?”
The werewolf bared her teeth. Of course, it was Wednesday’s. Everything she was belonged to her. Everything she had. Everything she could give, especially where her cock was concerned. The suggestion of any other possibility infuriated the wolf in her hindbrain.
Inspired by Foggy Windows by Vana.