Cliff hurried back to the motel office and pushed open the door. Pamala looked up startled but when she saw it was Cliff, she relaxed and smiled.
“Everything alright?” she asked him. Cliff kept eye contact with her as his wolf started dancing around, wanting to mark their mate. Cliff, however, pushed his wolf back as he made his way around the front desk. “Sorry sir, you aren’t allowed back-oh!” Cliff grabbed her arm gently and pulled her right up against his strong chest. “Sir?”
“My name is Clifton, but you can call me Cliff,” he said, his voice was hoarse, rough around the edges and filled with desire. Still, he kept eye contact with her, as his deep brown ones stared into her jaded green ones. Leaning forward, Cliff finally broke eye contact as she licked her lips, causing him to catc
