“This is going to be hell,” David groans. Logan growls in agreement.
“Drive,” He tells the driver in the front seat.
My skin feels like it’s on fire and the ache between my legs grows more intense with every passing second. Their forest scent is driving me insane, the same but different and both engolfing me in a whirlwind of intoxication. “You smell so good,” I say pulling on David’s shirt.
“Taylor, you have to fight this,” he says through gritted teeth.
“But I don’t want to fight it,” I pout and he groans.
“Well, little wolf you have no choice,” Logan says pulling me away from David. I turn and lean into him.
I clench my legs together tightly and moan, the heat settling into my core is igniting a whole new desire. I want them both on me, now.
“No,” I say and they both groan. A
