Twenty-Nine: Oliver

Oliver's P.O.V.

It was like a honeymoon, except for the fact that I stayed in my fur during the day while Maddie was running wild.

But then, she would go to sleep, and I would spend every second I could making Lana moan and cum for me.

Even if it was just nap time. That was enough time for me to bend Lana over the counter and fuck her from behind.

The best part was that I wasn't the sexually demanding one between the two of us. Lana had a side of her that I had never seen before. It was like she had a sexual awakening and wanted to try any and everything for the first time.

Was it a dream come true? Abso-fucking-lutely.

I would make sure every one of her dreams and fantasies came true. Our bond was growing even stronger with every touch and kiss. The only problem was the need to mark her. It was becoming almost impossible for me not to lay my claim on her as she came for me.

I wanted her to be mine and only mine.

The rogue problem was only getting worse. I was becoming rapidly