15. My girl

Eoin.

I lay in bed after Kayda left thinking about what had just happened.

"F*ck," I said aloud into the darkness as my rock hard c*ck tented up the bed covers. Kayda was some naughty brazen infuriating minx. The thoughts of her strutting in here tonight in that red lace see-through sexy ensemble to seduce me made my wolf growl. After all she had said and threatened the brazen nerve of my little mate. All she was missing was a pair of devil horns. I know she wants to dominate me just as much as I do her, our two wolves going to war in that sexy dance of defiance and dare that we always engage in. I had planned on holding back, despite her outfit and her begging, but then she began to cry, and I knew she was sorry for saying she'd reject me. My resolve broke, and all that mattered was her. I pumped my hard length, thinking about her before getting up and stomping into the bathroom. Under the rush of shower water, I found my relief as I thought of her. I was going to have to claim her