GALE’S POV
I had to hold on until I was safely in my room before I let out the breath that I was holding.
It was like finally, I could get a grip of my thoughts and function properly without her invading every nook and cranny of my thoughts.
What was I doing just now?
That was not the plan!
Damn, this woman.
This bite sized, infuriating woman with a mouth that never stopped running, and a bratty attitude that managed to annoy me to no end while simultaneously making me want to drop to my knees in front of her.
My wolf was not making it any easier for me, panting around in my subconscious like a dog that had just been presented with a bone.
A very scrumptious bone if you ask me…
But that was not the point.
I was not here on some freaky temptation island getaway, I had a mission and it was one that I was planning on seeing through to the very end. No matter what, I could never get derailed.
Everything was hanging on this…
And I would be damned to just throw away all that I had worked for all because I could not develop some self-control.
I was bigger than this, no matter how sexy that she was.
The only problem was, why was it so darn hard?
As if she could read my mind, my phone rang and it was Egypt.
“What’s up?” I asked the second I picked up the phone.
“What’s up with you?” she asked instead. “I mean you must be ecstatic about getting down and dirty in some caveman fight with six other Alpha’s for Her Majesty.”
I groaned, releasing my hair from its confinement and letting it cascade down my neck “tell me about it.”
She laughed.
“It’s not funny”
But it was like my annoyance was even more amusing to her because it only seemed to make her laugh even harder.
“Seriously Gale… ha, ha, you don’t understand, you are literally going to be those stay-at-home husbands now. I can’t imagine it without laughing.”
I could swear to the goddess that she was probably lying on the floor, laughing like an i***t at my misery.
A frown settled on my face. “I am going to hang up now”
“Wait Gale-”
It was already too late.
I threw my phone on the bed, and got undressed, ready to take a well-deserved shower.
It was supposed to be a quick shower, I had things to do anyways.
So tell me why the second that I closed my eyes, there was only one thought that filled my brain.
Donovan.
As the hot water cascaded down my back, it felt almost like she was the one running her hands down my back.
Her smell, like peaches, soft but enough to make a statement, it lingered even long after she had left the room, it was like her scent settled on my tongue thick and delicious.
It was such an unexpected scent, but now I found myself craving it.
I could almost feel her breath against my neck…
My hands moved on their own accord over my body, before one of them grabbed my c**k firmly. I craved the way that she had me on my knees, and the way she dragged my hair.
“M-Master” the words tore out of my throat in a broken moan like she was right there with me.
I stroked myself slower, imagining that she was right here with me, I wanted her to spit in my mouth and force me to swallow, I wanted her to take everything from me, and even when there was nothing left to give, I wanted her to take some more.
“Anghhhhh”
My free hand braced against the tiled wall, my fingers curling into the grout as I f****d my fist harder, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
I had never felt like this before.
"Beg for it…" I imagined what her voice would sound like when she said that, her lips brushing against my ear. How hot would she feel, how tightly her folds would squeeze my c**k.
I wanted her to drag her long nails down my back and mark me, I wanted her to make me beg for my release… no, I wanted her to make me earn it.
My balls tightened, my thighs trembling the more those thoughts passed through my head.
It felt like I was losing my mind.
Never in my life have I wanted to worship someone the way I do her.
I slammed my palm against the wall, my c**k throbbing in my grip as I imagined her fingers tangling in my hair again, yanking my head back just as she came, her juices dripping down my throat.
Fuck, I wanted her to choke me with her thighs….
How would it feel for her to use me for her personal satisfaction…?
A groan tore out from my throat, my c*m painting the tiles in thick, white ropes, my body shuddering like I was being electrocuted...
That feeling could barely even compare to the intense energy that was going around my body right now.
My knees nearly gave out, but I braced myself against the wall, panting like as if I’ve just run a marathon.
I watched as the water washed away traces of what I had done, but it was burned deep in my mind. Just like last night…
I said that I would not get distracted again, and I wouldn’t.
My gaze dropped down to the drain and a groan tore out of my throat.
“For the love of the Goddess!!’
Alright, I was going to get my head screwed on straight.
Starting now.