10
Carlos
I should leave Sedona’s room before my throbbing c**k makes me do something stupid and I erode the trust we just built. I breathe in her scent, which both tortures and relieves me at the same time. My sweet mate fell asleep on my shoulder—a pleasure I will work my ass off to earn for the rest of my life. Nothing felt better than providing for my mate—feeding her and sheltering her in my arms.
Well, nothing except bringing her to climax.
My wolf is still buffing his nails over that one. It was risky pushing her limits the way I did, but the payoff was huge. At Harvard, they taught us to analyze risk, figure out how to minimize it. It’s suddenly clear to me that playing it safe has never served me. It goes against my wolf nature, my alpha nature. And it’s definitely the reason
