Mason POV
When I entered Heather’s room, I nearly embarrassed myself. I have not reacted that quickly or strongly since my puberty days, when controlling unexpected erections occurred constantly, and loose clothing became my fashion, until I learned to control myself a little better, but Heather surprised me, that dress was torture, when I asked her to turn around slowly, and I got to see her bare back, that meant she no bra on and those lovely breasts falling free, I wanted to sneak my hand into her dress and fondle them and pull them out of her dress and suckle on them.
But those ideas were not really an option at the moment, with us about to head downstairs for a meal and be with family, my wolf tried to push himself forward and tried to take over. He wanted to taste his mate. He was
