“Kitty!” His wolf called out to me again and dragged me toward his structured body. I was small while his body looked like it would cover me up, to leave no space.
Pressing me hard on his chest, I could feel heat rippling under my skin. The closeness was creating tension in the air, making me beg to breathe. If not that I was trying to hold myself, I could have used my hand to caress each part of his body to my heart's content.
“Look at me kitty,” he said, cupping my chin to face his. His eyes bore into mine and I saw desire in them. His fangs were out making it hard for his mouth to close, yet he looked like an angel before me.
“You are…?” I stammered, not knowing what to say. I knew Damien would be against it and must be fighting to take control. As for his wolf, he wanted me, and so
