Bro and the Beast 3 (The Wolf's Mate, #3)

by L.C. Davis

"You mean the whole house isn't gonna know I turn into a cock-hungry thot every month I'm not knocked up?" I ask, a bit too eagerly.

"Good boy," he purrs, which seems to be the werewolf version of dirty talk.

"Please… mark me," I beg, my hips bucking against his as I desperately chase my release. "Make me yours."

There's a surge of warmth as he comes inside me, and the base, primal part of my brain thrills at the sensation. His. Marked.

Claimed.