From Substitute To Queen novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

She shook her head firmly. “No way! Caelan isn’t so… so ordinary. He’s the wolf king! Very intimidating.”

I felt a small surge of satisfaction at how she viewed me, mixed with irritation at how she was behaving with what she thought was a stranger. The combination was maddening.

At a red light, her hand found my arm, squeezing appreciatively. “Wow, solid muscle! Are you a royal guard?”

Before I could answer, her hand slid down to my thigh. I sucked in a sharp breath. “Don’t touch-

“Why is it so hard here?” She pressed curiously against my leg, completely oblivious to what she was actually touching.

My body went rigid instantly, blood rushing south. “Damn it…”

“Are you hurt? Want me to massage it?” She asked with drunken sincerity, her hand still rubbing the increasingly sensitive area.

I gritted my teeth, jealousy flaring. ‘Do you always care this much about strangers?”

“Of course! I’m a doctor.” Her innocent reply came with another absent stroke of her hand.

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I grabbed her wrist, bringing it to my mouth. I bit down gently on her knuckle, my voice dropping an octave. “Keep this up, and I might devour you right

here in this car.”

She yelped. “Ouch! I’m not food… Hey, why is this getting bigger?”

Her naive question nearly made me lose control. I clasped her hand firmly. “Please stop moving.”

She suddenly went quiet, her expression softening. “You know what? I really like my fiancé.”

My heart skipped. “Why’s that?”

She started counting on her fingers. “He buys me beautiful rings, cooks for me, and when I’m angry, he’s so patient…”

Her voice dropped to a whisper. “But he’s too perfect. Sometimes I feel I don’t deserve him. He’s a king, and I’m just a regular doctor.”

Her words touched something deep inside me. While I was processing this, her hand absently resumed stroking my thigh, her touch pure torture.

“Sabi… could you move your hand? It’s hard to drive like this.”

“Why? It’s soft and comfortable.’ She pouted, deliberately rubbing against me.

“Because if you continue, we might not make it home before doing some very explicit things in this car.”

The parking garage was dimly lit when I pulled in I turned off the engine and reached for my seatbelt

Suddenly, Sable leaned across the consule. Her warm hands framed my face, her eyes trying to focus. Your eyes look just like his… Wait, are you actually-

I snapped, in one fluid motion, I unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her onto my lap, straddling me.

“Look carefully,’ I cupped her face, my thumb brushing her flushed cheek. Who am 17

Then I kissed her. Not gently. I claimed her mouth, sucking her tongue deeply, biting the tip lightly.

The familiar taste of her seemed to clear her foggy mind. She pulled back, eyes wide with recognition. “Caelan!”

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“Yes, you little fool. I pressed my forehead against hers, voice husky with need.

Once she realized it was me, her arms wound around my neck, pulling me closer as she deepened the kiss. Her body pressed against mine, the sweet weight of her settling perfectly against my hardness.

The confined space of the car filled with our ragged breathing. My hands slid down her back to grab her ass, grinding her against me,

“Oh god,’ she gasped against my mouth, her fingers threading through my hair. It’s really you.”

Who else would it be? 1 growled, moving to kiss her neck, scraping my teeth against her pulse point. “And who else gets to touch you like this?”

She moaned as my hands slipped under her dress, fingers tracing the soft skin of her stomach.

I could feel her nipples hardening through the thin fabric of her bra as my palm covered her breast. She arched into my touch, her body responding instantly

to me.

“You were flirting with a stranger, I accused, pinching her nipple between my fingers, making her gasp. “What should I do about that?”

Her hips rocked against my erection, creating friction that made us both groan. “Punish me,” she breathed, her eyes half-closed with arousal.

My cock throbbed painfully against my pants as she ground against it. I grabbed her hips, controlling her movements.

Sable’s POV

“Not here.” Caelan stopped me before he arried me all the way back to my apartment. My arms wrapped around his neck, my head resting against his chest. I could feel his heartbeat-strong and steady-beneath my ear.

My arms youth cla in on

The moment the door closed behind us, he set me down. My back pressed against the door as his mouth claimed mine. His tongue pushed past my lips. exploring every inch.

His hands moved to the back of my dress, fingers searching for the zipper. When he found it, he pulled it down in one swift motion. The fabric slipped off my shoulders and pooled around my feet.

His hands cupped my breasts over my bra, thumbs brushing against the sensitive peaks. I gasped when he pinched one nipple through the lace. Heat rushed between my legs.

“Someone’s sensitive tonight,” he remarked with a smirk.

He lifted me again and carried me to the couch. My back hit the cushions as he hovered above me. His fingers made quick work of my bra clasp. He tossed it aside and lowered his head.

The wet heat of his mouth closed around my nipple. I arched my back, my fingers digging into the couch cushions.

Carian…”

His tongue circled the hardened peak while his hand moved lower. His fingers traced the edge of my panties before pressing against the damp fabric. He rubbed slow circles over my clit, the thin material creating delicious friction.

Carlan lifted his head, his eyes meeting mine: “Wet, he stated, his voice rough with desire.

Without warning, be scooped me up again I clung to his shoulders as he carried me toward the bedroom. The look in his eyes made my heart race- predatory, pusSESSIVE

He placed me on the bed with surprising gentleness. But the dangerous glint in his eyes remained.

“Your little performance in the car,” he said, loosening his tie with deliberate slowness. I think you need to be taught a lesson.”

My breath caught in my throat. Carlan?’

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