Chapter 133: When I say don't move, can't you understand human language?

On the king-sized bed in the bedroom, Enna Clark was sound asleep, completely unaware that a ravenous wolf lay beside her, hungrily staring at her.

Baron Lawrence gazed at her steadily, his eyes traveling downward from her closed eyes. When they touched upon the misty, moist, red lips, his dark pupils turned pitch black. His throat unwittingly tightened.

He had never been one to deny himself. With a flip of his body, he was now on top of the sleeping woman, ruthlessly sealing those lips he had longed for day and night!

He kissed her fiercely, like a starving hunter who had finally caught sight of his prey. He unabashedly assaulted her, savoring all the sweetness he could...

"Mmm!"

The little woman in her sleep turned her head uncomfortably and furrowed her brow in resistance.

However, this small movement only fueled the man's desire even more. His large hand gripped her chin, and he kissed her again!

Hot!