Chapter 154: Under the Wolf’s Mercy
(Roselle's POV)
As I gazed at him, his infuriating smirk only made my annoyance grow.
"You damn bastard," I hissed, narrowing my amethyst eyes. "Fine. Take the lead—but you better not stop. Keep pounding me."
I saw the flicker of amusement in his emerald eyes, but before I could react, he flipped me over, spreading my legs apart with no hesitation.
A wave of heat rushed through me.
Humiliation. Excitement.
I gritted my teeth, glaring at him. "Fuck you, Samuel!!!"
But all he did was grin darkly before slamming deep inside me.
"Ahhh!!! You shameless wolf!!!" I moaned loudly, my body still sensitive from my last release.
He leaned in, his hot breath brushing against my ear as his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper.
"Your moans are better than anything, Roselle." His hips pounded into me mercilessly.