Elena’s POV:
“My beast,” he murmured, his voice deep and rough, sending shivers down my spine. Then, before my eyes, his face shifted—veins darkened, his muscles bulged, and his presence became even more commanding. He towered over me, primal yet controlled, his eyes burning with a hunger that matched mine.
My gaze dropped lower, my stomach tightening at the sight of him—thicker, longer, and enticing. A heat pooled between my thighs at the thought of him claiming me fully. His expression softened, though the raw desire in his eyes never waned.
I barely had time to react before he spun me around, pressing my chest against the rough bark of a tree. A gasp left my lips, followed by a moan as his large hands roamed my body, tracing every curve slowly. I felt his warm breath on my bare n
