He f****d me until the sun rose, but it still wasn’t enough.
I wanted him, so badly, I’d never felt a longing for anyone like this before. It burned my blood so badly that I wanted to scream.
We finally took a break around eight, and I took a shower while Elias made us breakfast. As much as I would’ve loved to share the shower with him, I knew that it would only end with him inside of me again, and I was terribly sore.
Once I was done, I changed into a pair of leggings and joined him in the kitchen. He was in sweats, but he’d ditched his shirt, and the sight of his naked back in front of the counter had me throbbing and ready for him again.
“Food first, little wolf,” he mused, not even bothering to look at me. “I can take care of you later.”
There was something about his amused voice
