80 = Nathaniel

A light pink blush touches her cheeks as she nods her head. I move, sitting down on the space where she hadn’t placed any of the dishes from the basket. I move quickly when she picks up one of the plates. I take it gently from her and place it on the ground behind me.

I then pick up one of the dishes, along with a fork. I dip the fork into the sweet and sour chicken and rice, lifting it and then lean a little closer, presenting it to her. The blush darkens on her cheeks and most of her fear seems to disappear as she leans a little closer to me and opens her mouth.

Hunter puffs out his wolf's chest inside me at the show of not only submission but acceptance. Feeling his wolf purr vibrate through me, I concentrate back on my task as I slip the fork past her lips. I have to stifle a groan as I watch her close those lips around the fork.

As I pull the fork from her lips, I have to stifle another groan as Cole shows me an image of her on her knees in front of me and my cock is sliding from