Devon
Sofia moaned as I ran my hands under her shirt, discovering, to my pure delight, that she had no bra on underneath. I cupped her breasts in my hands and she moaned my name, a breathy whisper that only encouraged me.
She helped me pull her shirt up over her head, and I ran my hands down her body as she wiggled out of the very short shorts she was wearing, clearing my way of obstacles in the path to what I desperately wanted.
My mate was beautiful, and I wanted nothing more than to plunge inside her, but first I needed to ensure that she enjoyed this as much-or more, if such a thing were possible-than did. She seemed ecstatic when I reached the apex of her thighs, and then a sound came from beyond outside the room, breaking my concentration on her body. My wolf was furious at the p
