His Married Luna: Forbidden Desire
I raised my voice slightly, and Martha glared at me, fury replacing the desire I had seen in her pupils earlier.
“Dress up and stop acting like a madman while you are still very much naked.” She reprimanded, her voice lethal and steely, but in my current state, I couldn’t for the life of me, comprehend what she was saying.
My wolf whimpered, sensing her anger, yet I felt threatened, that we might never get to have her.
“You made me a madman.” I was raging in my head, but tried not to scream at her. “This—” I pointed to my bare stiff cock. “You caused this. We are mated, Martha. You can't just ignore it. You need to take responsibility.”
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