Marabella POV
It made my body tighten again, heating at his words. I wanted him to take me, take what he wanted from me, be the dominant werewolf, the alpha.
“Take it then,” I challenged, and he growled in approval, pinning my wrists above me as he grabbed my ass and yanked me forward, burying his cock so deep inside I cried out, the ache of his body hitting against mine mixing with the pleasure it shot through me.
He did it over and over, keeping me pinned to the seat, until we were both sweating and panting as we let go together.
It wasn’t like last time with Jordan. When we were alone, he was soft, tender, showing me that there was that other side to him, but here, with his alphas, he was claiming me as harshly as they had—but I loved it.
I came down from the high, so exhausted, so sore, as he pulled away and did himself up. I was too tired to move, my limbs heavy with sated relief.
My eyes fluttered closedand, then there were hands under me, lifting me. I peered up through heavy l
