Dargan’s POV
Before she came down from her high, I turned her around, taking her lips with mine and delving into her hot, sweet mouth. She groaned, probably just realizing that the taste on my tongue wasn’t mine but hers. My wolf liked that. Liked that she knew what we tasted like – together…
I let a hand roam between us, freeing my c**k and letting it slide against her wet, slick folds. She was so f*****g ready for me, and personally, it felt like I would die if I wasn’t inside her this second. But again, I resisted the urge. If she was a virgin like I suspected, I’d better make it slow or it would be nothing but a world of pain for her. And I didn’t want her to remember our time together as anything but f*****g mind-blowing.
“Dargan,” she hissed, a note of panic in her voice when she
