Sophia
I barely have time to make myself presentable before Greyson practically storms back in. I can sense him close by, and chuckle to myself when I realise he is leisurely strolling the pack grounds and entering through the front door of the pack house. I don’t even need minlinkind. I can hear everyone’s whispers as a reaction to his brazen attitude. But I also notice how absolutely no one dares to stop him or even say a word to him.
I decide not to bother going out to greet my mate, instead I spread myself eagle on the bed and wait for him. My n*****s are already peaked and begging for attention, while my p***y is insisting on convulsing like Greyson touched me already. It’s just the memories of what he can do to and with my body that are creating this effect. I barely resist touchin
