Chapter Forty
It does have a good ring to it.
Fate Pierce’s Point of View
I can’t remember the time when I have closed my eyes.
Lycans are indeed a different breed. I was informed that werewolves are animals when it comes to i*********e, but Clayton was insatiable. He doesn’t need a breather, and his body would react in a manner that would left his partner immbile. The annoying part of it was—I could have asked him to stop, and he would. But I didn;’t.
The full moon usually fueled his desire, and the amount of phermones inside this room would be nauseating for anyone. Not a single werewolf could enter this place for a week, maybe even a month.
But even without the full moon, I do not think he has problems doing me all night.
My cheeks puffed from the idea.
“Hmm,” a soft breath m
