Leukos
It always felt like waking up from a long nightmare. I would remember only snippets of moments from my Heats, shameful memories that were hard to think about after I regained my consciousness. That morning was different. I woke up from the most perfect dream I’ve ever had.
In the dream I’d been lying underneath the Wolf while he slowly rocked inside me. His moves had been gentle, almost revering, as if I’d been his most treasured possession. I’d caressed his lips with my fingers, marveling at the feeling of touch between us. Touching him felt like touching the sun itself, gold in my hands, fire in my blood. I’d come slowly, the burn of my climax rose higher and higher until I was arching in pleasure, moaning inside of his mouth. The Wolf had kissed my forehead then, the t
