Chapter 17

Quinn POV

I feel my wolf going crazy and trying to come forward, and he does enough to make my eyes change. I swiftly grab both of her hips, lift her, and guide her legs to wrap around my waist. That movement causes her core, which is only covered by the thin material of her sleeping shorts, to brush the hardness that has formed in my jeans. We both let out a moan. I can smell her arousal getting stronger. I really should stop this. But how can something that feels so good and so right be something that I should stop? Just then, I heard April calling for Meg. The sound of my sister’s voice was enough to snap both of us out of the little bubble we were in. I rest my forehead on Meg’s while the two of us try to get our breathing under control, her rapid breath fanning along my chin. “I should go.” She whispers.

“I think that would be a good idea.” I felt Meg shiver again as my voice came out, sounding huskier than normal.

I pull Megan’s legs from around me and make sure she has her fo