Raven’s P.O.V.
I should take things nice and slow. Jojo was my one true mate, and I should treat her like a queen and worship the ground that she was walking on, but with every moan and sigh that she made, my wolf got wilder, and my lust grew bigger. Taking things nice and slow right now just wasn’t going to happen.
My eyes flickered to Jojo, her cheeks were flushed from the intensity of the moment we were both in right now, her brown doe-eyes bright under the dim bulb above. She was radiant—and entirely unaware that my heart had been doing Olympic-level gymnastics all night long from just being near her without being able to touch her like I had wanted to touch her.
until now...
I exhaled slowly, trying to steady myself as I felt the fabric of her torn panties resting in my hand. My
