Vesper's POV

I pulled my mouth off his cock with a wet pop but kept my hand stroking him in a long, firm drag from his base to the swollen tip, twisting just under the head the way I knew would drive him insane.

*Over a thousand years of existence and nothing has ever looked better than this proud Alpha wolf leaking all over my fingers.*

“Please let me know how you feel, darling,” I murmured, voice low and laced with piled hunger. “I need to hear every filthy word coming out of that pretty mouth.”

“It feels like you're sucking my soul out of me, Vesper,” he moaned lightly,...