Elizabeth POV
When Izaiah met my lust filled gaze, a groan left his lips before he scooped me up and took me out of the bathtub. He put me back on my feet and started drying me off. Every time he touched my skin, a moan left my lips. My arousal never left, only climbed higher.
He lifted me up with his hand holding my hips. I pinned my legs around his waist. His member ready for the next round. A devious smile formed on his face before he took me to the bed. There was a glimpse of insecurity.
“We can go to your room or mine. Or another guest room.” I started to ramble while my body already heating up again. The only thing that could help it subside is Izaiah inside me.
He shook his head. “No this is the only room secure enough to keep your scent inside. Otherwise all the unmated werewol
