Chapter 101: Aftermath.
Spasms followed right after, causing her to shake violently against the slippery table for a while, goosebumps coating her skin as she came down from her high.
Luckily, the boys held her back from slipping to the floor, satisfied looks sitting steady on their faces. Well, all except for Tristan.
Of course making and seeing her cum so hard satisfied him greatly but he wanted to do more.
Patience had always been his strongest suit, Control was Troy’s and the ability to profile people and situations was Theo’s.
All these characteristics aided them in their daily lives, in many ways than one, but since he set his eyes on her today, looking so edible and incredible in her short black flowery spaghetti strap dress, his strongest suit shattered before his eyes, from brick to dust.
All him and his wolf wanted to do was fling her over his shoulder, stuff her in their car, drive her to his mansion and make her cum on every surface in present in his mansion.
He wanted to lay beside her in bed, far away from the world, from all kinds of noise, from all kinds of responsibilities. He just wanted to rest in her bosom, all day long.
But sadly, he was just going to have to wait because it was still Theo’s day. He was even kind enough to let them touch her. Tristan most certainly didn’t want to push his limits by asking that she followed him home instead.
Although he knew his brother wasn’t going to agree to his absurd demand, he was sure it was going to piss him off so bad.
She was his mate, as much as theirs. They missed and wanted her the same way, none greater than the other -except Troy of course since his day was cut short, even though it wasn’t completely his fault- asking him to let her follow him was just going to be him pushing it, and that wasn’t something he wanted to do, especially not in such a delicate situation.
He let out a soft sigh as he took in her appearance, his eyes still dark, but soft and glistening. He was still very much horny, but his anticipation was just going to have to linger for a few more hours until she was in his arms, at his mercy. Again.
Bethany had now come down from her very high place, her breathing not completely regular yet but getting there gradually. Her boys just peered at her, happy but worried.