Lenora
I felt like my face was on fire when the alpha finally released me and let me slide off the hospital bed. More than my face, it felt like my insides had turned to molten lava, and the source of that volcano was right between my thighs. My wolf was whining and I felt a feral need to rub myself against the hardness that sprang up under my backside. I wanted the friction, I needed it!
When I went to the big bed and climbed on it by myself, I felt the aching emptiness keenly. If I had been alone in the room, I might have taken care of it myself, but I wasn’t going to take the chance on River hearing me pleasuring myself while he lay in a hospital bed just a few feet away.
So I wrapped the quilt around my body and tried to think of something else. Something boring. Something
