Irina swallowed nervously at his question. She'd only ever really kissed Sergei, she thought, and he made sure to tell her she wasn't very good at it. Especially after he'd been drinking and with one of the service girls.
Libby interjected, "And Borya," she corrected with a devilish smirk.
"I was in heat!" Irina protested back to her wolf.
"He's one of our mates," Libby coaxed. "Let him."
"What if I'm still terrible at it" She questioned Libby.
"Stop stalling and do it," Libby goaded.
The nervous she-wolf looked into Devante's eyes and saw nothing but patience as he studied her features. She nodded in acquiescence and watched as he gently touched her lips. The gentle pressure of his mouth on hers made her thankful for the doorway holding her up. She moved her arms up and wrappe
