Glen's emotions were getting wild. His omega, his fated mate was under him, at his mercy, ready to receive his bond and receive him. He was about to explode. The sight of the blond werewolf panting, lips parted, lusting for him was beyond anything he could have imagined.
Glen's fingers left the mark and went down to Eden's pectorals and the blond's voice interrupted the course of his lustful thoughts.
"Are you going to keep looking at me or I can hope for some action?"
Glen snorted upon seeing that even in this situation his rebellious and wayward omega was true to himself. A grin appeared on his face as he wondered if some well-placed thrust would make him docile. Not that the alpha wants his mate to be otherwise, but he would give everything to hear a meek Eden beg him. He licked his lips absentmindedly. It's a picture he would like to see in real life.
