ALAN POV
I was going to lose my f*****g mind.
I just knew it.
Watching my mate pleasure and dominate Alek was almost too much for me to bear.
Then she had Aaron and me just watch her—without touching, without tasting, without burying ourselves inside her where we belonged. And that was torture. Pure torture. Because I knew how sweet she was, how addicting, and I could see exactly how wet she was as she sucked Alek’s co.ck.
She was dripping onto the sheets, her slick glistening between her thighs, her pus.sy and ass clenching around nothing, practically begging to be filled.
Begging me to snap.
To thrust inside her and claim her the way my instincts demanded.
But she was in control right now. And I wanted to show her I trusted her. Loved her. So f*****g much it hurt.
