RAVENNA POV
The drive back to the pack house passed in a blur. Even though Darius was driving he couldn't take his hands off me, and me him.
It felt like I was burning, and if Darius wasn't in me in a moment that fire would consume me. Just a brush of Darius’ fingers on my inner thighs was enough to make me moan loudly like a dying animal. And when that finger finally entered where I needed it I nearly exploded.
I had told Darius to stop the car and forget about getting home but he refused, claiming this was a special night and I should be treated, even though his hard d**k was nearly tearing through his pants, the spot where his head was already damp from per-c*m.
I admired the control he had. I was a raging mess.
When I had asked him why the hell this was happening he had explai
