Maverick
I could still feel her pressed against my skin even if I wasn’t holding her anymore. I turned to find Odessa staring into nothingness with her hand covering her soft, plump lips.
Just watching her made me hard all over again.
“Good morning, Wildcat.”
She smiled, and her cheeks turned pink.
“Were you watching me sleep?”
“Guilty.”
I rolled onto my side and stroked her cheek.
“Does anything hurt?” I asked.
She lifted a shoulder. “I’m a little sore.”
We had three rounds last night. My fantasy of being buried deep inside her all night was fulfilled. Yet, I wanted more of her.
All that was left was to mark her as my mate. I wanted to announce her to the world.
“What time is it?” She asked.
I turned my phone off last night because I wasn’t going to the choosing ball. Ever
