#Chapter 61: Save The Pack Or Let Them Fall?

I’m horny as hell, about to be frustrated as hell, if he means what he says. “I’m sorry?” I ask, thinking perhaps I misheard. He presses the heel of his palm hard against his dick as if trying to ease the throbbing erection I can see tenting his pants. “I have a meeting,” he says again. “I stepped out for my headache, but now…” I hate to sound this pouty but I can’t help the words that escape my lips. “You can’t wait until… after…?” Look at me with a sudden bemused expression, he lifts a brow. “After what, consort?” As lust-crazed as I am, I’m still not blindly horny enough to allow myself to be lumped in with the other harem members, who want only Caleb’s dick in them three times a day. “Nothing,” I say at once, correcting myself. I inwardly condemn my damp pussy that’s still practically begging to be filled. I am more than my basest urges. I won’t let the horniness win. With that in mind, I start toward the door. “Are you ready?” Caleb growls as he struts forward.