RHYDAR
She probably thinks I'm in full control. Bloody hell, I've never been so out of control. Her scent is driving me insane, and I'm barely keeping a leash on the urge to claim her instantly. I've never been so turned on. Maybe it's because she's my mate. She must've known this the first time she met me. I must applaud her control. Too bad, she's already losing the war against nature.
Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are dazed and darkened with lust. Her full lips are parted, her sultry gaze locked on mine. I doubt that she knows what that look in her eyes is doing to me.
"More...please..." she whispers, and I take it as my permission to rub her swollen nub in tight circles. f**k, how can she smell this good?
She moans, and I lean over, close enough for her to grab the front of
