Free Bad Boy Werewolf: Bad Boys of BDSM (Werewolf New Adult BDSM Romance. Bad Boys of BDSM.) by Leigh Foxlee Page B

my fingers.”
    A thrill runs up my spine and I do as he asks, reminding him we have to be fast.
    Now his hands are free, they roam up my spine as I kneel above his face. He cups my ass, digging in his claws and dragging my sex down to his lips. I sigh as his tongue flicks out over my sensitive clit. He moves it lower, exploring my labia and opening before moving back to my clitoris. I tilt my ass and spread my legs wider so his fingers can slip inside of me.
    He sucks my clit deep into his mouth and flits his tongue over the tingling bud. His fingers curl inside of me and pleasure instantly zips through my g-spot, which is still tender from the recent orgasm. I buck on top of him and dig my fingers into his hair, fisting my hands and tugging as bliss surges through me quickly.
    He changes it up, now lapping at my clit gently while his fingers thrust in and out of me. Once more, he explores my labia with the wet tip, giving my clitoris a chance to catch up with this assault of ecstasy. Then his tongue rapidly flits over it again, in time with his fingers fucking me, and the release shudders through me. My head falls back on my shoulders and a long moan escapes me as I come again. I ride his face until the euphoria subsides.
    I collapse beside him and he gathers me into his arms, kissing my hair.
    “Thank you,” he murmurs against my ear.
    “You’re welcome.” I grab his boxers and toss them at him. “But we better get dressed and let the others know you’re okay. We have to figure out an escape plan.”
    ***
    Chapter 12
    Once we’re dressed, I call out to Regina, letting her know she can bring the wall down. Vines retract and soon we’re staring at our cell mates. I blush when Adam looks away, obviously embarrassed about overhearing. Even in her weakened state, Rita flashes a cheeky smile. Ignoring this, Noah and I walk over to them.
    “How’re you doing?” Rita says to him in a saucy tone.
    I give her a look that says, ‘Not now.”
    “Never better.” Noah smiles and puts an arm around my shoulder. “Now how are we going to get out of here?”
    Adam glances at Regina. “Could you create a portal?”
    She shakes her head. “The walls are lined with iron.”
    I give her a confused frown.
    “Iron is a fairy’s weakness. Just like werewolves and silver. I felt it when they put us in here. It’ll drain my power.”
    “What about you, Adam?” I say to him. “Could you burn the lock off like before?”
    He shakes his head. “When that wolf took me down, he put a spell on me. My power’s no good for a least twenty four hours, until his magic wears off.”
    We sit in a semi-circle on the cold concrete, brainstorming an escape plan. Noah is just about to say something when our cell door opens and we all turns to see who our visitor is.
    The girl from my vision walks in, and Noah tenses beside me. We’re still in a partially transformed state, and I notice yellow flame flicker through his eyes. Brigette Gévaudan, princess of the Dark Moon pack, moves towards us.
    She picks up on Noah’s suspicion and holds up a hand in a gesture of peace. “I’m not working with them. I’m here to get you all out of here.”
    “Seems pretty convenient that we keep getting ambushed like this whenever you, Adam, or Regina are around.”
    “Come on, Noah.” Adam jumps to his feet. “If we were really working with Andre and Pierre, you’d all be dead by now. Like we told you before, we plan on turning them over to Glamour’s leaders.”
    Brigette nods, and I notice a look pass between her and Adam. It makes me wonder just how close they really are. “That’s what I’m here for now.” She focuses on Regina. “If I get you out of here, can you create a portal?”
    “Once I’m away from the iron, no problem.” Regina stands and moves toward Brigette.
    Noah gets between them. “How do we know you won’t lead us right to your father?”
    Brigette gives him a frustrated glare. “Noah, be serious. I broke the