Samira felt a burning, violent jealousy rise up inside her at the sight of Rogue offering herself to Strax in that provocative way. Her body burned with a toxic mixture of lust and anger. She wanted to lunge at Rogue and rip those full breasts out of Strax's mouth.
But instead, Samira stood paralyzed, watching as Strax continued to enjoy Rogue's stiffening nipples, eliciting moans of pleasure from the she-wolf. The humiliation of watching that scene only intensified her desire. Her body cried out for attention, demanding to be touched in the same carnal way.
Unable to contain herself any longer, Samira moved closer, until she and Rogue were almost touching. She no longer cared about jealousy or competition. All she wanted was to take part in that frenzy of desire.
Her gaze fixed on Strax as she whispered, "I want it too." Her voice was choppy, almost inaudible because of her heavy breathing. "Touch me like you're touching her."
