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Vivian's core clenched again at the sheer authority in Ronan's tone.
She was never one who enjoyed submitting to Alphas or being dominated by them, but when a beastly Alpha like Ronan Wolfsbane spoke commandingly, it automatically urged her to obey.
But of course, there was still the streak of rebellion from her end that would be thrilling as well.
"Please, my Lord," Vivian begged fervently, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist than before. "Please…it's aching so much for your hand." Vivian hissed in discomfort, desperate to feel Ronan's long and thick fingers bruising the pleasure spot inside her.
Why was he torturing her like this?
"Where do you want my hand, little Wolf?" Ronan rasped, deliberately dragging out the moment of her pleasure, determined to make her beg for where she wanted him.