Alexander P.O.V
Amelia sprawled on her stomach, naked save for the white sheet that had wrapped itself around one beautiful, tanned calf. Her loose dark hair slid over her shoulder, I wanted to ask her what she wanted for breakfast Xander was still laying beside her asleep, but she looked at me through hooded eyes, and quirked her lips. As if she wanted it again. As if we hadn't just f****d. My d**k told my brain to shut up and stop using up so much blood so I could get hard again. I’d met beautiful women before both humans and shewolf. f****d a number of them, too. Some were very nice and some were walking train-wrecks. But there is a scale of beauty when it comes to women, and it’s unique to every man. Some are so far out of your league you can look away without a second thought. You
