Rylan's POV
"You're so f*****g hot… I love it—"
Even though I'd coaxed her into saying it, hearing those words spill from her slightly swollen lips sent a sharp clench through my chest.
My wolf spirit rumbled in deep satisfaction, craving more of her praise.
I didn't answer with words. I rewarded her obedience with action.
My tongue captured hers, just as she'd tacitly asked for, just as I desperately craved.
A dominant, claiming kiss, sucking and tangling with hers.
Could she taste me? Would she like it?
Driven by those questions, my kiss grew deeper, more demanding.
In one fluid motion, I lifted her into my arms.
Walking, I sank deeper into her heat with every step. Each movement created an electrifying friction where we were joined so tightly.
Her arms locked around my neck
