Lilith's POV
Kieran's wolf eyes gleam in the dim car, a low hum rumbling from his throat.
His hands dig into my waist, slamming me down—
"Ahh!" I cry out, my wet p***y impaled by his c**k, coarse wolf fur scraping my inner thighs, the scorching shaft grinding every sensitive spot.
He's not holding back like usual.
His knot swells at my entrance, scraping as he pulls back, curling my toes.
Slap!
His hand smacks my ass, and I clench around him, a ripping sound following—my silver tail, sprouting uncontrollably, coiling around his wrist.
"f**k," he growls, fangs grazing my neck. "Even your tail's in heat?"
Shame floods me, and I bury my face in his neck, but he grabs my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.
The car's long stopped, moonlight spilling through the window, illuminating K
