HUNTER'S POV
Holding her small hands against my bare skin was pure, unadulterated torture.
When her tiny fingers instinctively curled around my length, my whole body went rigid.
Her hands couldn't even wrap around it completely. She was just spanning the width of it, her soft palms sending a violent surge of electricity straight to my groin.
Inside my head, my wolf went absolutely feral.
Mine! Push her down! Sink into her!
I want her so bad it physically ached.
I wanted nothing more than to rip my boxers off, pin her to the mattress, and show her exactly what she was doing to me.
My d**k throbbing hard against her touch, and a strained, heavy groan ripped from my throat as I guided her fingers down the thick, straining shaft. I was literally on the edge of losing my mind.
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