I didn’t know I had so much self-control. As I sat in the booth, surrounded by her scent, my beasts were clawing at my insides to be set free and to ravage her. I wanted nothing more than to lie her flat on her back, tear her clothes off, fuck, and bite to claim her as mine. Mmm, my beasts love that idea. I love that idea. I want to tie her to me. I want to bind her to me. Mine to have. Mine to own. Mine to fucking claim.
