Castriel’s POV
Walking back to my room, I couldn’t help but feel bad for her. I knew my words hurt her and I also knew that she didn’t ask me to f**k her just so I could tell her to not get me a new shirt.
Smiling to myself, I felt tired. My d**k was softer than it could ever be and my eyes felt too tired to want to stay open.
Her p***y really is the best thing I have ever f****d in my entire life.
But does she know? Does she know that I let my beast out while f*****g her?
I’d asked her not to touch me and she’s been so good that not a finger grazed my skin, giving me the freedom to feel every inch of her as a human and as a wolf.
Collapsing on the bed, I brought out my phone to check on Amelia and a sense of satisfaction washed through me when I saw that she’d already fallen asleep.
