Chapter Eight: AudienceI blink awake blearily and is then quickly jolted awake at the sensation of something thick and hard inside me.
"Oh, oh, god," I gasp when I realize he's still thick and throbbing in me. He had probably woken up some time in the night and turned me over to f**k into my p***y again. My gasps are muffled in the pillows.
His head jerks to the side suddenly, eyes focused on the one-way window. I can see him trying to focus and listen to the conversation on the other side. I only hear muffled words, but werewolves have better ears. Maybe he can hear the entire conversation.
Without warning, he pulls me back and away from the bed, still connected inside me. He lifts me up with his hands around my thighs and f***s into my hole, pushing me against the window where I know
