The Lycan's Mate.
Maybe, it was very likely that it was the case.
He traced his hand down to her lap and swiftly turned her over until he was on top and he pinned both her hands to the bed.
Her eyes widened, “Oh my goodness, Lucas,” She suddenly smiled. “Don't you get tired?”
He grinned as her legs spread and he came into her. “No, I don’t get tired.”
Her legs shook and her moans were all the melody he needed to hear that night.
The next morning, Dolph was in his study with a few files scattered on Lucas's desk. “Do you see?” He was saying. “The Dark Harbor is like a madhouse now, very soon they’ll start eating each other like cannibals.”
Chapitres populaires