They say when you are with someone long enough, you can almost feel their intentions before they even move. With the guys and I, it was just like that. Heading up the stairs slowly, I knew, without a doubt, Talon was following behind closely.
He had felt the taunting pull I had sent him, and as soon as I hit the top steps of the second floor, he grabbed me, spun me around, and pushed me up against the doorway.
“What are you doing, little wolf?” he whispered huskily into my ear, my lips parting as my tongue brushed against my bottom lip just in time for me to bite down upon it with a smirk.
“Little Wolf? I think you know I’m way more than just a wolf.”
My taunting reply was just what he wanted before he dragged me into his bedroom and threw me down onto the bed. “I could feel you pulling me. Calling me to you. Is that what you want, Ivy? Do you want my hard, throbbing cock shoved down your pretty little throat?”
