Chapter 77

• “Good girl,” he smirked in a despicable manner while he patted my head like a little bitch.
• Slowly, Tyler cupped my face. His other hand drifted away into my wet core, pushing a finger every time I blinked and pulling as I looked straight in his eyes.
• “Now kiss me on the neck and scratch it using your forefinger.” Inside my head, I wanted to protest badly. But his sexiness and the fact he’s using his Alpha voice to command me…I cannot.