Deke
“Sadie-girl. I’m gonna f**k you so hard.”
Whoa. I don’t know where that came from. It definitely fell on the wrong side of the respect line, but Sadie doesn’t seem to mind. Her nimble fingers work the button on my tuxedo pants.
This woman is a gift. A f*****g gift.
I stroke my hands up the bare skin of her back, mating our mouths again. I wanted to tell her about my wolf—bare all my secrets to her—but when she gave me an excuse not to, I took it.
Telling her is forbidden. I know what Rafe would say. What he’d say about all of this.
But I can’t hold back where Sadie’s concerned. Everything about her feels right. Her scent. The way her presence both calms and incites my wolf, her sweet, sweet acceptance of my dark side.
I love her.
I’m not sure I even knew what love is until thi
