Benedict
Sloane is even more amazing than I realized. She’s f*****g incredible and I’m having a hard time keeping Marrok in check. He’s ready to lick her all over, then rub his scent all over her just to make sure that she smells like us and anyone who comes into contact with her, including Alpha Will, knows it.
Goddess, I love the way she tastes. As I kiss her, I slowly push her backward until she’s lying on the blanket. Her arms come around my neck, and I prop myself on my elbows so I don’t crush her while I’m drinking in her taste.
I graze my knuckles over her cheek, feeling how soft her skin is. Marrok growls, loving everything about Sloane. I can’t disagree, she’s amazing. Everything about her is extraordinary.
The scent of her arousal only makes it harder for me to control Marrok
