Lilith's POV
My ears are ringing.
His? How can Jarek be so sure?
Kieran's scent sets me on fire too...Or...could werewolves have multiple mates?
The thought is cut off as his scorching hand lands on my thigh. He flips me effortlessly, my back pressed against his heaving chest.
His throat bobs as he swallows, the sound close to my ear.
His hands burn through my stockings, igniting every nerve.
"Genius move," he growled, giving my thigh a sharp smack. "these stockings. So f*****g sexy."
His fingers hooked under the lace trim, stretching it before letting it snap back against my skin. The sting sent a jolt straight to my tailbone.
"I didn't—" I shrink, voice shaking, "wear them for this—"
He chuckles against my ear. "Don't care. I love ‘em." His fingers press between my legs, gra
