Cormac
CormacFuck me. I’d been so distracted by my mate—and my out-of-control instinct to claim her—that I’d ignored her statement.
If it weren’t for that stupid rubber duck box blocking me, I would have made it to another room…
If it weren’t for that stupid rubber duck box blocking me, I would have made it to another room…I yanked my uniform back on as quickly as I could manage while being distracted watching my clean, naked mate put on the fresh set of clothing I’d generated for her after our shower. I’d been obsessed with bathing her, couldn’t tolerate the smell of Blade on her skin. I’d washed her with my own hands, f****d her slowly in the shower, generated some food and delighted in watching her consume something called lasagna like it was the most delicious thing she’d ever taste
