**Gabe's POV **
Letting out a low growl, I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, her body pressing into mine.
She writhed against me, attempting to break free from my grasp but all that did was intensify the pleasurable sensation of our bodies rubbing together.
I refused to let her win. This was my animal side coming out, the need of my wolf to dominate his mate and show her who she belonged to. I locked my free arm around her, my muscles tense and strong as I held her down. I wouldn’t stop unless she said the safe word. We’d had this conversation. I could smell her arousal. She was enjoying this. So was I. If she’d been a shifter, we would have had a mating run that involved my own wolf catching her wolf and dominating her. Instead, we had this. And it was per
