Nikolais POV
"Yeah?" She asks so softly.
"I don't want to cross any lines here baby"
"You're not. I promise I'm ready. I need you! I want you!"
Like my hand really doesn't give a s**t, I find her already warm and wet.
"Christ baby-girl"
I'm rewarded with a soft little moan. Thankfully every room in the pack house is soundproof and I'm now very thankful for that purchase seems how I would hate to have to make someone go deaf just because they were able to listen to my girl down here.
My fingers connect with her flesh and her back arches off the floor. Every instinct in my body is telling me this is a bad idea. The angel on my shoulder is telling me I need to be more careful. To give her time and to help her through this in a different way.
But the little s**t of a devil on my shou
