Submissive.
My wolf continued to stir inside me. His interest was difficult to ignore, but then, my own interest was also difficult to ignore. I reminded myself once again that I hadn’t brought her here to f**k her, but that didn’t stop images from conjuring in my mind. What would she do if I ordered her to spread her legs and give me a peek between those lovely thighs? If I skimmed my hands over her skin to see if she was as smooth as she looked?
I handed her the wine and raised an eyebrow when she drained it and quickly coughed. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-two. Can I have another?”
I tipped my own glass back and took hers. “Maybe in a little bit. If you want to put your pants on, I can have one of my men drive you somewhere.”
“You really brought me here just so I could change clothes
