Chapter 6.
GRAYSON PROWLED TOWARDS the bed, adrenaline zinging along his veins with the speed of light. Reagan rolled over and thrust his pert little arse up into the air, the perfect contours and muscled strength calling to Grayson for the first time in his life.
He groaned with the need flowing through his veins and crawled onto the bed, laying down on top of his beautiful mate. He covered Reagan with his body and bit down on Reagan’s shoulder as his mate shuddered with pleasure beneath him.
His wolf sighed and vibrated with happiness within him. This was how it was meant to be.
“I need you,” Reagan whispered, as he wriggled beneath him.
I need you, too. You have no idea how much.
Grayson pushed himself back onto his knees and reached over to the top of the chest of drawers looking
