RYDEN
“Sorry, I was rough on you.” Still catching a breath, I pulled her close to me until her back was pressed against my chest, and then I kissed the fresh mark between her neck and shoulder. She reacted as if it was sensitive, shuddering. “I know it was your first time, and I lost control. My wolf is possessive of you. Too possessive.”
“It was perfect.” She grabbed my hand and kissed it. “I wouldn’t have changed anything.”
“I’ll make it up, I promise.”
“I think I told you that I can take you.” She chuckled. “And so you did as it both pleased us.”
“Any regrets?”
She turned and faced me. She had a sated look, eyes glittering with pleasure. “None. You?”
“You’re beautiful and perfect. You make me feel good. We’re officially together, and you’re mine now. What else is there to regret
