Blakely’s POV
I smile to myself as I watch the forest fly by the window.
To see Alpha Jake, a huge, strong werewolf, so pouty and frustrated was a comical sight.
I won’t lie to myself, I had wanted to finish what we started this morning as well. The need I feel to have Alpha Jake inside of me is incredibly real.
As much as I try to fight it, the moment he touches me, all the fight and reasoning leaves me instantly and I just want him to touch me more.
However, the timing couldn’t be worse for us. I smile, thinking of his uncontrolled disappointment at Brett’s interference.
How playful he had been when he leaned down and nibbled on my breast…I bite my lip and wiggle slightly in my seat. I better not think about that. I’d hate for everyone to smell my desire that seems to be overtaki
