Chapter 19: Object of fantasy
ARIEL'S POV
I paced my room, restless.
It was a relief that the Alpha had asked me to remain inside, though I still couldn’t stop worrying about the reason.
Had he, by any chance, smelled my arousal? Did that mean his visitor did too?
I cringed at the possibility.
Goosebumps prickled across my skin.
But I couldn’t dwell on it. The ache between my thighs had grown unbearable, making it impossible to concentrate on anything else.
There was no way I could've done anything productive feeling this hot and horny.
It had barely been thirty minutes since I got here, and I’d already pleasured myself four times. Each climax brought only fleeting relief. Then the ache returned, sharper, more painful.
Sweat trickled down my back despite the cold air from the
