Morgan
I was still in a dazed state waking up; maintaining a wolf form even in sleep, always zapped the energy of a werewolf. I had given full control over Mars, allowing myself to slip into unconsciousness as he watched over our mate while she fell asleep. Last night almost felt like a dream, whatever I thought being intimate with my mate would feel like, reality had transcended any fantasy I ever had.
I rolled over, reaching out to grasp her...but my bed was empty, still warm, but my June was nowhere within my reach. The sound of the bathroom door drew my attention to my mate, who was wearing nothing but a little towel. The sight of her still slightly damp skin, her glistening thick thighs and shapely legs had my wolf instantly captivated and projecting every pornographic image availab
