Rolfe wanted to get inside her so urgently that he was finding it difficult to control. He was a virile demon male in his prime and he often had five to six releases in a day to satisfy his needs. He had never been gentle on the females he had sex with and the thing was that they had always wanted more. And now, at this moment, he had to be extra cautious that that one girl who he was dying to be with, didn't shift. He had to be gentle and keep seeing the signs of her wolf.
He adjusted his shaft that was aching to be planted in his mate in a way that it protruded out of his slacks, a few inches showing up over the waist. And then he removed his tunic in one swift movement and tossed it aside.
