Cole
I don’t know how I’m keeping my wolf in check. She’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Face flushed, dark hair fanned out around her head like a storm, eyes wild and glassy. She tastes like all my fantasies rolled into one and I can’t f*****g wait to watch her go off.
She’s fighting it, though.
I lift my head and rub her c**t with my thumb. “Do you make yourself come, Pink?”
She shakes her head. “N-not really. But I did… after—”
I raise my brows in question.
“After you kissed me.”
Satisfaction explodes through me.
“Oh, babygirl. I f****d my hand so hard that night I almost broke my d**k off.”
She’s shocked, which I love. I guess I have a bit of the sadist in me. I never knew. Or maybe it’s just for her. Just for Pink. Because she took all my hate and twisted it around into so
