Undercover Wolf's Great Loss (Shifter Doctor Daddies Instalove Romance 3)

His eyes dropped south for a second, a mischievous smile stealing his lips. “With my mouth.”

“With your mouth…?”

“Oh, darling. Have you never had anyone please you?”

My mouth betrayed me before I could even think to stop it: “No, that’s never happened.”

“Allow me?”

He waited for me to respond, holding my gaze as I confidently stated, “Yes.”

Not until that word left my lips did he kneel on the ground in front of me and bury his lips in my muff. His warm tongue extended over my slit, tracing the fluid-coated lips with careful laves that forced me to lean against the wall. I gripped his shoulder to steady myself.

With a clear head and an open heart, I bucked into his mouth, enjoying the way his wet lips felt stroking my slit. He decorated my slit with long strokes that made me want to burst, goosebumps prickling my chest and tickling my exposed nipples. I wanted his mouth everywhere.

I wondered if he would let me have him like that.

I tangled my fingers into his curly black hair, gripping hard as his laves became rapid, hungry laps. Panting, struggling to breathe, I pinched my lips together and rode the wave into a new existence, one that flooded my body with electric bliss.

Hot and cold waves washed over my shoulders and trickled down my body, right to the point where his mouth met my muff. He didn’t stop until I yanked on his hair, begging him to withdraw from my sensitive clit. Chuckling, he rose from the ground and wiped his mouth, then he fixed our clothes with the politeness of a true gentleman.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and jumped into his arms. “Claude…”

He took my chin with a gentle but firm grip. “Try again.”

“Daddy.”

“Yes, baby girl?”

My lower lip quivered. “Remington.”

His eyes widened, his grip loosening on my chin. “What?”

“He ruined my life. His pack and his goons…” I buried my face into his neck. “I have to get out of here. I have to hide.”

“That makes two of us.”

I lifted my head. “What do you mean?”

“That was once my pack. I have a daughter I need to save. She’s been hidden from him, but if he were to ever find her…”

“I’ll help.”

I wasn’t sure what compelled me to offer my help so quickly. Was it that I felt bonded with him? That he had taken me so sweetly in an abandoned warehouse? Or was it my lingering instinct to protect children because I couldn’t have any of my own?

I licked my lips, nodding confidently. “I’ll do anything for Daddy.”

“That’s my girl.”

“You don’t know, but…” I lowered myself to the ground, comforted by his large hands still holding my hips. “I have a lot of scars. I don’t want you to see them.”

“You don’t have to show me, April. I won’t let them hurt you again.”

I smiled crookedly. “Alright, let’s go find your daughter.”

“She’s supposed to be here.”

My ears prickled as I led him to the doorway leading back into the main area of the warehouse. “Is her name Destiny?”

He nodded eagerly. “Yes, how did you know?”

I smiled warmly, reassuring him with a simple look. “Because I met her a few hours ago.”

Joy swept over his features as he darted into the warehouse. I heard him calling out for his daughter, his shoes clapping against the cement as he ran around the room. When I followed after him, I noticed Maria and Landon near the privacy screen with the other adult who was being transported—but no sign of Destiny and Viola.

Where had they gone?