POV: JASMINE
It was painful at first but got better when he introduced his fingers to the party. He circled, pinched, and rubbed my clit as his hips jerked up, meeting my rhythmic moves.
"Oh, fuck. You'll be the end of me, Jasmine," he rolled his eyes, and I saw the raw pleasure in them.
The pain and pleasure were so overwhelming that I thought it wouldn't end anytime soon. And it didn't. At least, not with Alaric. Not when he fucked like he was collecting debt I owed him.
I was scared we might not be done by the time we reached the pack. I saw the familiar territory come into view. We were less than fifteen minutes away.
"Alaric… We are close," I managed through ragged breaths and blurry eyes, but he only smirked.
"Scared mum and dad would see us fuckin'."
He asked, plunging into me so hard it felt like he was right in my core.
