After a few minutes, she rolled his chair back and turned him around before kneeling between his legs.
"What are you doing?" he asked, breath a little shaky.
Allison reached for the button on his jeans. "For nearly two weeks, you always seem to know when I'm burning for release, finding me and taking me. And I've realized that there's something that you still haven't gotten from me. Something in which you're still a virgin. And that just doesn't sit right with me."
Down went the zipper.
He'd avoided asking her for this. She was finally acclimating, getting to know the pack. Jack had put Christian as her shadow, and so far, Megan had backed off. More than anything, Deucalion had wanted to pulverize her for what she'd told Allison. But he managed to keep his promise to let Allison handle
