"Can I at least get up?" she managed to squeeze out while trying to escape the grip of the males. It was pure luck she didn't get torn apart in the process.
"One of these days you guys are really going to rip me into pieces."
Tessa gasped like someone who had just pushed out the biggest poop of their life.
Maybe she had.
Honestly, these men were after her life.
Good thing she wasn't planning to hand it over anytime soon because what the actual fuck?
As she walked back toward her stall, she could practically smell herself.
Every inch of her carried traces of wolf drool, saliva, and whatever nonsense her companions had coated her with. Her hair was a disaster, her legs were sticky, and she felt like she had just survived an attack from a pack of oversized puppies.
"My tongue felt heaven. I can still taste her sweetness."
Zander practically moaned the words.
Julian nodded in agreement.
