Chapter 173

Caesar's POV I carried Sylvia to our bedroom, our bodies still joined as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. The way her inner walls pulsed around my length with each step nearly drove me wild again. My wolf snarled possessively beneath my skin, desperate for more of our mate even after that intense release in the dining room. "You're still so hard," she whispered against my neck, her breath hot against my skin as I nudged our bedroom door open with my shoulder. "That's what you do to me, little wolf," I growled, laying her down on our king-sized bed. "One taste is never enough." I pulled back just enough to look at her—my mate, spread out beneath me like a feast. Her red hair fanned across our dark sheets, her pale skin flushed with arousal, those amber eyes half-lidded with desire. Mine. The word pounded through my veins with each heartbeat. "You're so beautiful it hurts," I told her, slowly withdrawing from her warmth only to thrust back in with deliberate force. Sylvia gasped