CHAPTER 22. ROWAN'S POINT OF VIEW. My breath hitched in my throat, and I just stood there, unable to speak or even react. The question sparked a reaction in my body, quickly shooting adrenaline down to my cock, now hard as steel, straining against my slacks. My wolf growled with both need and excitement, purring and stirring inside my head. He had always wanted her. He had always wanted to have his mate all these years, even after the first time we met her in the hallway and shared that kiss. Do I want to fuck her? I asked myself, but before I could even reply, my wolf piped up, ‘Yes, yes, yes!’ Of course, we wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her and stretch her middle with my cock so badly, but this wasn't the right time. The image of her soft, bouncy breasts lingered in my mind—the way they'd looked in that dress tonight, the way they'd feel in my hands, how her nipples would harden when I suckled them into my mouth………. I snapped myself out of it, looking away quickly
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