Two wolves stood in a room with an unconscious woman on the bed, both of them were hard. Neither acknowledged this.
Fin had carried her straight into his private wing of the castle, putting her in the room across from his quarters.
He immediately regretted not putting her in his bed.
She looked impossibly small against the dark velvet. His gaze dragged over the curve of her throat, her n*****s showing under her sports bra, and heat slammed low in his gut.
Jax moved into the bathing chamber and returned with a towel.
Fin wanted to peel the rest of her training suit off. It was soaking wet and she looked cold. But Jax was right there.
Next to him, Jax's jaw worked, also wanting to remove the wet training suit, but not with Fin there.
Neither of them moved for a second.
Then Fin gra
