Ramsey
I leaned against the wall outside of Miriam's room, trying to hide the tent in my pants…the only thing that had stopped me from taking Lyla right there and now was because of Miriam. If we had been alone…
Lax growled with need within me, and I blocked him off. He'd make things worse. Sighing, I pushed myself away from the wall, adjusting my clothing to hide my bulge, hoping I'd walk out the rest. I was going to go see my grandfather and inform him of the victory today, but I needed to take care of a few things in my den.
So, I headed there instead.
I hurried into my office, shutting the door behind me with a soft sigh. My mind was still buzzing with the thoughts of Lyla–the way her breast had felt against my chest, how soft and pliant she had been in my arms. The scent of her hair nuzzled my senses, sending another warm electric thrill through my body.
