The bed is about to fall apart

[Margaret's POV]

"If possible, I'd like to 'eat' you first."

Perhaps because he had just woken from sleep, Donald's voice was somewhat husky, and even carried a certain irresistibly sexy allure.

I glanced at him but did not respond immediately.

Seeing me only giggle without speaking, Donald reached out and gently tugged, and I tumbled into his arms. His gaze was far more explicit than his words, and I felt my heart race wildly.

"Benjamin and the others are just in the carriage in front, they could see us if they pushed the door open, so don't you dare mess around," I reminded him in a soft voice as Donald's warm large hand wandered around my waist.

"What 'mess around'? Haven't you missed me?" asked the Lycan King with a smile.

Of course, I missed Donald. I loved the warmth and intimacy of skin against skin with him, as well as the top-notch excitement and thrill when we made love!