Aiden’s POV:
Thrust. Smack. Thrust. Smack.
The sound of moans filled my room as I slammed over and over again into the Lady that I had desired would be my flavour for the evening. Maybe perhaps the week she didn’t make a scene and decide to be jealous with my affections, especially because she was very happily mated, exactly how I liked my women. It reduced the chances of anyone ever wanting more with me than what I could offer them and to be honest, the only thing I could offer was some good d**k.
“You’re so good.” She moaned, and I pulled her head back as I slapped her fat round ass, whispering in her ear. “Better than your mate.”
“Yes” she cried and maybe it was the way her voice sounded or the way she rocked back helplessly into me as I rode her but the physical attraction that I
