415. PENECIDIO
ELLIOT
I stood up from the chair, my thighs tense, feeling her rushed breaths against my abdomen, her nails digging into my ass, the tightness of her throat vibrating around my cock.
I closed my eyes, on the verge of falling apart, about to come, already picturing her swallowing every drop of my release.
"Grrr, fuck, I can't take it anymore, Kath, my mate…" My wolf howled in pleasure, always pushing me toward my primal form.
I saw Katherine slide a hand between her legs, still kneeling, lifting