Approaching him slowly, key in hand, she undid the cuffs for him and the second they fell to the floor, Camille was unprepared for when she let the wolf off his leash.
No furniture in the holding cell, it was like a padded psyche wall that could handle the damage of a bored wolf. Pushed back against it, Camille panted as he pushed her pants down, bra coming off too, he rejoiced at her naked.
Kissing every part of her, mouth, face, down her hairline to her n****e, Camille sighed out as the sensitive buds made her whimper as he went lower. Tongue over her belly button, her eyes rolled as Elijah put a leg over his shoulder. Doing the same to the other, Camille started to get scared when he stood. Against the wall still and sitting on his face in the air with nowhere to run, Camille went c
