“I love watching you perform,” Cal growled from his seat in Risque. Almost everyone had cleared out, save for the owners who were still finishing their business in the basement. His blood pounded, and he didn’t stop himself from rising to his feet and grabbing hold of his sinfully sexy mate. Skilled hands covered her full breasts, squeezing none too gently. The full moon was only days away, and Cal was insatiable. “Did any of them fuck you tonight? I want to lick their cum from your cunt and fill it with my own.” // @sweetlike-cxndy​

“Do not get used to this,” Cal grumbled, messing with the top button of his nice shirt. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been to a wedding, but one of the pack wolves had gone and gotten themselves hitched, which meant Cal had to be there. Much to his displeasure, it also meant dressing up far more than he cared for. “How long do you think we have to stay at this reception? An hour? Less?” // @sweetlike-cxndy​