DEVYN’S POV

I needed to mate with Gina. It had already been more than a week since we finalized the marriage and my control was slipping away faster than I thought. My wolf scratched and whimpered within me, as she wanted to break out and shift every time Gina filled my senses.

And that happened every single time.

Her scent had grown more difficult to resist and every time I looked at her, my memories of my fingers delving into her tight core consumed my mind. I couldn’t stop imagining ...