Clay’s POV “Fuck, I miss my little wolf!” I told Cary when we hung up the phone. She and Colton had just called to tell us all about what Mallory found in her father’s office and their conversation with the old Beta’s widow. My heart ached for her as she talked about how her parents had died. I wanted so badly to cheer her up and Cary did too. Cary’s idea of cheering her up, however, always leaned in a much less chaste direction. Under his guidance, we all ended up taking part in a rather dirty video sex session. Just thinking about it had me rocking a hard-on again. Cary may have given rise, no pun intended, to the idea, but my need to be in charge when it came to all things sexual quickly took over. If I couldn’t touch her, I could still take control of her pleasure. Thankfully, Colton was willing to play along, following my lead and doing everything to her luscious body I ordered him to. Watching him edge her with his tongue over and over again until she begged me to let h
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