Baby Girl

Rhydian POV

When she strips her dress off, my wolf begins to growl slowly inside my mind. When I place her on the bed, he almost goes berserk at the smell of her scent and the eyeful of her perfect body as she rests on the bed. My hands move automatically, stripping off my jacket, kicking off my shoes and socks, and slowly undoing the buttons on my shirt as she stares at me with hunger in her eyes