4
Braun
Four words and this female made me come undone.
The beast within took over, and I had no chance to control him. For years I had held him in check, fought the mating fever back with cold logic, patience and pure will.
Now, because of what she’d said, he was hers. He would obey her. She was mine.
“Mine.” I stood and watched Angela’s dark eyes widen as I walked toward her, my beast breaking free, my body changing with every step.
With my last ounce of control I stopped before her, drew her scent into my lungs, my c**k so hard I feared it might burst. But the agony was a welcome one. She was here. My mate.
My beast had chosen, and she was stunning.
Her hair was nearly black, not colorless like deep space but the rich darkness of human coffee. I lifted a hand to her shoulder and
