Chapter 173 Rolling Around In Dopamine

• Jax stood on the patio and looked out at the woods, completely relaxed for the first time since they had killed the witch. It was the first time he’d had so much time to properly make love to his mate. It felt like a honeymoon, although when the time came for that, he intended to stretch that out as long as he could. Fucking Layla was an addiction that could never be equalled. Perhaps it was all he needed to focus on so he could heal his mind.
• If he could keep up with her, that was. His thighs and other parts of his body were still shaking from the exertion.
• A smile stretched his lips as he sipped his coffee. He needed to sit down and rest, but as always, fucking Layla wrecked him and energised him at the same time.