Ben's POV...
My wolf purred proudly as I slid my softened d**k out of Malia's slick p***y. Damn! Her p***y felt like paradise. The way it made me feel every time I f****d her and her intense response to every of my thrust always made me roar.
Since the day of the party, we had begun to spend more time around each other, and I was hardly doing anything. On the other hand, she uses pack duty as an excuse to get d**k-pumped.
I'm starting to think I have a knack for other people's women. Malia's mate is the head of the sizzlers pack warriors. She complained about not getting f****d enough when she came to me because he was always busy. Not like the information mattered to me, I was enjoying the creaminess of her p***y to care about whoever she was tied to. Not even alpha bethel can make me
