Alexei’s POV.
I watch as Michael eats her out like a man starved. I smirk seeing my little wolf’s tanned, glowing skin turn a delicious flushed pink colour. Her arms are shaking and her body is quaking.
I look at angel, and he is holding back from forcing his length down her throat. I give him a nod and he pulls out and my little wolf gasps and nearly collapses.
“Do not come!” I snap as I move in front of her and she growls, looking up. Oh, she is doing really well.
“Michael, stop.” I say and he does, and she takes a shuddering breath in and is panting, catching her breath, tears are spilling down her cheeks, not from pain but from frustration.
“You have so much restraint. I’m impressed, little wolf.” I say as I stroke her head. I squat in front of her as I unbuckle her wrist restrai
