Ethan gave selene everything she wanted.
Every noise she made, he made her shout louder, every pleasure place she knew on my body, he found, and he wasn’t even inside heryet. Just his finger, just a single finger that somehow knew every single nerve that needed to be touched.
Selene was a writhing, panting mess beneath him, and when his mouth licked up her damp seam, she cried out, pleasure exploding inside like nothing she had ever experienced before.
Selene had no idea the fire could burn so bright, the height be so high, or the edge be so sharp. It was so much more than when she touched myself, and now she knew what she had been missing: a werewolf.
She came down from the high and he smirked at her climbing over her body. “Better?”
She scoffed; he knew it was better. He could proba
