The Perfect Thief novel Chapter 423

avin’s POV

I could smell her arousal as she sat on the couch, her legs wrapped around me while my arms were wrapped around her. I wasn’t used to showing this level of vulnerability; I wasn’t used to being this vulnerable in general. I didn’t particularly like revealing this side of myself. But I couldn’t help myself when it came to her; she brought this side out of me.

Seeing her in the arms of another man did something to me; it released this primal need to claim her and make others back off. I never wanted to see another man touching her again and if they did, I would rip their heads off. There was no doubt in my mind that my wolf would happily kill anyone who touched Judy Montague.

A strange reaction for someone who isn’t our mate.

As my lips trailed down the nape of her neck, relishing in her shuddering breath as goosebumps formed along her flesh, I grabbed the band of her waist and started to tug them down her legs. She gasped and for a moment, her hand flew over mine to stop me.

“We aren’t alone in this mansion. Are you forgetting there’s a full staff here, including my friend Sammy who is sleeping down the hallway,” she reminded me, glancing over her shoulder at the dark hallway where most of the staff reside.

I smirked as I continued to pull her pants down, leaving her in nothing but her panties as I pulled her pants completely off.

“Gavin, I’m serious. What if they walk in?” She asked, a slight panic in her tone.

It made me smirk again.

“Let them,” I said, my tone growly. “Then all the men of the mansion will know to back off.”

“Most of the mansions are mated,” I reminded him. “And there are more females than men…including my friend.”

I kissed her inner thighs, silencing her protest. Her arousal was apparent, and I grinned against the softness of her legs. I ran my tongue towards her center, her panties getting wetter by the second.noveldrama

“You’re going to be the death of me,” she whispered, her head resting on the back pillow. I tugged her panties to the side, revealing her wet pink center.

“You’re already the death of me,” I murmured as I ran my tongue up her slit, making her gasp. Her flavor exploded in my mouth, making me even more possessive if that was possible.