HUNTER POV
The drive back to the pack house was pure torture. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight the leather groaned under my palms.
I kept my eyes on the road, but my mind was completely stuck in that bedroom.
I could still feel her perfect curves pressed against my chest. Her soft, flawless skin, the way she smelled, God…it was a drug.
I knew her scent was something I'd get addicted to soon enough.
Down below, my pants felt entirely too tight.
My private part was aching from the sheer intensity of being near her, and the fact that I had left without sliding inside her was driving me insane.
"f**k," I growled, clenching my jaw so hard my teeth hurt. I aggressively switched lanes, pushing the sports car to its absolute limit just to distract myself.
Instead of going st
