The Alpha General's Substitute Bride
Her nape burned to be bitten, her magic running wild, hurting as it raced through her veins.
She needed him inside her. Just thinking about all that hot semen going to waste made her restless, unhappy.
Her wolf eyes gleamed as she watched those heavy balls pull away and swing back.
Her hand went to them, hefting them, playing with them, seducing them.
Cassian’s roar vibrated inside her pussy.
Amaya moved with a head full of sex. She pulled back fast, kneeling on the bed.
Her swollen pussy hovering right over that aggressive, reddened tip.