Chapter 28. No Mercy

Darius POV

Darius controlled the rhythmic flow with Brielle’s wet lips encircling his finger, pushing in and out while whispering slutty words in her ears.

She had taken over his senses once more. Damn it!

When she had walked through that door into the darkness before the light got turned on, her mere presence made his wolf go gaga.

The animal in him craved her in anticipation, wanting to mark her, and Darius couldn’t even control the raging feelings.

Recounting the moments she’d stepped into the room, Darius hummed as he recalled everything.

When he’d spotted her dainty frame clearly, his lips dropped open in surprise and appreciation. With his legs carrying him straight to her from the chair he had been sitting on to her still figure, Darius’s chest tightened instantly.

Was it her curves he had noticed, or her agitation seemed to make her more appealing in his eyes?

He had no answer, but now even when he had vowed not to do it