Nicholas's pov
Jaime's body was even more beautiful than I ever imagined. He's always been so slender and delicate, just like his mother and there were times before she died that I had to stop myself from touching him to see just how alike they really were. Not that she would have cared, I knew my mate was cheating on me. I could smell the stench of another wolf on her no matter how hard she tried to wash it away or cover it with her cheap perfumes . . . that's why I had to get to Jaime first, there have always been others that have had their eyes on him, just waiting for the chance to steal him right out from under me. But they're all too late now, after last night he's covered with my scent and when I mark him later today, he'll finally be mine forever. I close my eyes and smile as I let my mind drift back to last night . . . Jaime's trembling body underneath mine, his cries and pleas for me to stop, as if I could after waiting for so long to have him. And the best part was how I took him, I let myself shift so I could let Donavon, my wolf take control and do whatever he wanted to do and it was amazing . . . the way his body pulled me in squeezing and tightening around me as if he never wanted to let me go, the scent of his body and blood as I thrust inside of him, his cries and especially the way he fought me forcing my wolf to dominate him. My body shivered when I thought of how it felt when I knotted inside him and how he screamed about how much it hurt until he lost his voice and eventually passed out. A small cruel part of me wanted to rip myself out of him just to make him suffer a little more, but I stopped myself . . . after all a Luna has to be healthy enough to produce pups.
