Rachael spent the next three days in a haze of blinding s*x, large books she had stolen from the Alpha's library and happiness. Pure and undiluted happiness.
There was no room of the house they did not christen, he had bent her over the couch, the kitchen counter, the bathroom and even the garden fence. Literally, there was nothing they were afraid or unwilling to do to each other.
It was safe to say that Alpha Waddell was a monster in bed. He had no restraint and took whatever he pleased and gave whatever he wanted to her.
The fog of happiness and satisfaction grew so thick that Rachael had to keep reminding herself what day it was and how long she’d been there. Arrived on Saturday, today was Wednesday, leave on Friday...leave on Friday. f**k! She was not sure if she wanted to leave
