“I was just worried watching this…uhhh…”I start laughing. “You talk too much you little perv!” He shrugs. “Hey don’t most guys look at...that stuff? I thought you were supposed to, just not around other people.” He grabs at his crotch again, obviously trying desperately to keep me from noticing his hard on, which he is making even more obvious. Finally I give up and just pull my basketball shorts tight, revealing my slight boner I had kept hidden until now. All this talking about woodies and porn. As you adjust to make it more comfortable for Her, you end up on your back with Her arms and leg thrown possessively over you. Her thigh grazes your groin, a sharp intake of breath as you become almost instantly erect. What are you supposed to do? If you move she'll wake up, and She needs Her sleep. But if you don't you'll be breaking a rule that she just placed, not hours before. Attempting to free yourself without waking Her, She shifts again. Which means another graze, this time with more. It was working; Sal’s own mating instincts were being fostered into urgency. Pheromones exuded from her very pores, her heart rate doubled, then tripled, adrenalin coursed through her veins and the pressure of desire mounted within her breast.Breathlessly, she broke the umbilical contact of tongue and mouth, but only momentarily to shift her position, embracing the huge wolf’s torso with encircling arms. They kissed again; Sal sucked his tongue into her mouth and tasted blood. It excited her. " She was never even yours to begin with Adam. And I warned her about you. She's not going to fall for your dirty tricks; she's not stupid." And Derek quickly walked away.He found the servants quarters on the west wing of the mansion. There were a bunch of women looking at him hungrily when he passed by them. Then he saw a little old lady and said. "Where's Angel's room? I have to have a word with her."The little old lady smiled and pointed to a room all the way in the back of the hall. Those.