His Mind
419 Words
Turning the shower on, cold water cascaded down Brandon's heated body, desperately trying to extinguish the fire coursing through his veins. He stood under the shower with his head slightly bowed and his eyes closed. Savouring the feeling that the cool liquid brought to him as it hit the back of his head before selfishly trailing down the rest of his body.
He tried to calm his raging emotions by breathing exercises that had been useful whenever his pack gave him a run for his money. This time, they seemed useless. The cold shower too didn't seem to be helping much. No matter how cold the water was and how long he stood under the running water, his body seemed to disobey his very command. The fire within him refused to calm down same as his raging thoughts.
He couldn’t stop thinking about her. In the past he could resist any urge he had, driven by the mere sight of her. But now…
Fuck!
He groaned while his bulge twitched as the image of her warm lips fit perfectly with his. The honey sweet taste of them would probably be on high demand if they were to hit the market. The way she would just melt into his arms, consenting him to devour her lips like a drug he'd craved for his whole life.
Brandon could feel his impulsive erection twitch again, painfully with need. His thoughts halted when his ears picked up the sound of the bedroom door opening then closing. Brandon could see the person's shadow on the glass before the doorknob slowly turned. But before the bathroom door opened, a strong scented perfume hit his nasal senses.
From the strong choking scent of perfume, Brandon could discern who it was and calmly waited. He had been taking a shower in Alia's room watching over her in-case something unexpected occurred. He also had a hunch that the women from earlier on might return that's why he didn't utilize his warriors then.
From the moment he opened the bedroom door for them. Brandon had felt something eerily wrong especially with the one who had disguised herself as the pack doctor.
The disrespect!
The bathroom door opened revealing who was standing at it. He joust stared in the direction of the door through the mirror. Watching as the person slowly stepped in. Upon seeing who it was, Brandon's annoyance suddenly flared up. He wasn't in the mood to deal with her.
‘I need to get rid of her.
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