Brooklyn
Moments after getting his scent, he stood before me. This massive hulking of a man. His body seemed to tremble under my watch. His chest rises and falls as he fights for control over his wolf.
Olive skin, dark brown hair, dark grey eyes, the color of molten steel. A body chiseled from the most perfect slab of marble. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen and he is all mine! I try my best to fight off my smile as my wolf exhales slut-enly. For this, I don’t blame her at all. I am just as turned on by him as she is.
‘I doubt it, but as long as we agree, he is tasty.’ She murmurs.
We are instantly all over each other. Somehow, we make it to the elevator. In the blink of an eye, we are on my floor. Seconds later we enter my suite. Damn it, I wish I had cleaned before this
