42 - War's History

“Well, you certainly are thorough, aren’t you, Rye?”

The man in question growled at Millicent as she waltzed through the door without knocking. Kari flushed. He knew exactly what she referred to.

Ryedir had been overzealous in scent marking him last night and removing all traces of the perfume that lingered on him. He had certainly put Kari through his paces. He practically came dry at the end just from the man’s fingers and had been too exhausted to react to the cum that splattered on his face to then be rubbed into his neck.

It was embarrassing to think about now but there had been something thrilling about seeing such a wild-eyed look on the normally restrained alpha. He had honestly thought the man might finally lose to instincts and go back on his word to only claim Kari once he agreed. But by some great feat of will, Kari remains unbonded and unmated, just very tho