POV: Alaric
"Fuck it. Fenrir!" I hissed, feeling my cock grow painfully already.
If I listened to Fenrir, I'd make Jasmine scream out loud with no one to hear her cries but me.
Oh, she was surely going to cry if I did that... Because, fuck, I was fucking high on arousal.
My grip on the wheel tightened.
The thought made blood rush to my lower region, making me rock-hard as my cock pressed uncomfortably against my trouser.
"Are you even listening?" She asked, and I hummed a response, my gaze already searching for the right spot.
The right spot...
Fenrir had won. Now I wanted to fuck her.
I had intentionally taken this path instead of the busy area that led to the house because I desired a quiet drive while enjoying the company of Mine, but right now, I had a different plan altogether.
Cars hardly ever use this path because of how lonely it is. Not because it was dangerous, but because man's mind has a way of making them feel unsafe, even in the most safe environment.
