Dax's POV
When my tongue swept across the roof of her mouth, a soft, whimpering sound escaped her throat—like a young pup yielding to its Alpha.
She loves my kiss.
And when I pulled away, the fleeting disappointment in her eyes was all the confirmation I needed.
Good. I have so much more to give you, little one.
"MINE…" My wolf snarled low in my chest, my hardened length pressing insistently against the small of her back.
My knee nudged between her thighs, moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm against her core, drawing out soft, broken sounds she tried to suppress.
Then—
A sudden rush of heat soaked through her tight training pants, striking my thigh with startling force, dampening my fur.
"Don't!" she gasped, clamping her legs tightly around mine, her fluffed-out tail wrapping de
