Chapter 41

ALPHA KONAN'S POV  I couldn't get her off my head. Last night's escapade was one I didn't plan, but it was damn—good. Her fair skin glistened under the dimly lit room. I remembered her very sharp seductive moans, they still gave me a hard-on. The feeling I had when I buried myself full into her, with her pelvic muscles tightening around my shaft.  "Shit," I muttered, almost having another orgasm from just thinking about our encounter.  Only I had the rights to stretch her in that manner. I also resolved to take her last night to imprint a mark on her innocent mind. I wanted her to know who she belonged to, I wanted her to know the person capable of making her feel that way, and also I wanted to punish her for her feisty attitude the last time I summoned her to my room.  If she was smart enough, she would know she was off-bounds and nobody needed to come close, not even uncle Damien. I was going to teach her how to reciprocate the building feelings I had toward her, and never should she