Chapter 13

Damon

I barely made it to the car.

My hand was shaking when I grabbed the handle, not from fear, not from adrenaline, but from the kind of fury only lust can cause.

The kind of ache that builds deep in the balls and climbs up the spine like a fucking fire you can’t put out.

I yanked the door open and dropped into the seat with a snarl in my throat and a pulse hammering between my legs so hard it made my vision blur.

The door slammed behind me. The air was thick. I could still smell her on me. That scent. Sweet. Slick. Addictive. Her heat was burned into my skin. The sound of her voice still echoing through my head.

Sir.

Fuck.

I gripped the steering wheel with both hands. My knuckles went white. My jaw clenched so tight it felt like my teeth would crack.

I was supposed to be on my way to a council meeting. I was supposed to be calm. Focused. Alpha of this pack. In control.

But I was none of those things.

My cock