~Luis's Point Of View~
The ranch was a palace of secrets tonight, and I was its most unwanted guest. Álvaro and Camilla's bickering drifted behind me. It was meaningless noise compared to the symphony playing through the keyhole.
I crouched, heart beating with delicious fury and hunger. Through the tiny crack, I saw them. Or rather, I peeked. I watched.
Axel's hands were gliding over María José like she was a fragile work of art. She was, but not his work of art. His touch was soft but possessive, the way only a wolf who claimed his mate could be.
My blood boiled.
How dare he? And yet, I couldn't tear my eyes away. Every moan, every flinch, every tremor that rippled through her body infuriated me. I should be the one making her lose herself like that.
Axel leaned in, lips grazing her skin, and my fingers curled into fists. But then, my demon was hungry. My cock hardened with cruel delight seeing her in all her glory like that.
She writhed. She whimpered. She wanted.
