Lucianna’s POV

I can feel the thing between my legs throbbing hard and my panties are soaked with the liquid gushing out of my core. The third heat was fucking my mind!

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

My legs are closed tight as if that will ease the burning flame inside me. Jacob did not stop knocking on my door, or calling my name. And it fucking frustrate me!

His scent, his voice, his presence! All of it helps to escalate the heat and I don’t need that help!

I’m breathing hard, huffing as if my ...