Grayson.
My blood bubbles like lava, spilling into my system and I swear I'm going to explode any second now if I don't relieve my hard c**k in something.
I can't stand the meeting much longer with Anthenet's moans like a symphony filtering through our link. Everything else vanishes except the thought of her– her smell, her taste, and the fact that that lucky son of a b*tch, Clay, gets to witness it all.
I need her, too.
Griffen roars and punches his fist through the table, standing abruptly as the room reverberates with howls and growls of heated wolves. This meeting is pretty much over at this point.
The heat is contagious, spreading through the ranks like wildfire. Everyone just wants to fu*k, and as deprived Alphas, the need hits us hardest.
Griffen bolts out of the room with me
