Aurora.
“Why won’t you change?” Gunner huffed annoyed. I wanted to answer, I needed to answer. But there was an invisible rope, tying my gaze to his creamy skin and the thick rod between his legs. I swear I could taste him already. Musky, yet sweet. I can see myself running my tongue over those deep crevasses that are his abs.
“Whiskey, we need to get down the mountain, it will be quicker to do that in wolf form” he said with a touch of frustration in his tone. Yet I still couldn’t look away. I was positively spellbound.
“Fuckin’ hell. Whiskey!” he snapped and clicked his fingers to garner my attention. I managed to drag my eyes away from his body and met his impatient stare.
“What?” I asked blankly. I must sound like a blundering i***t. What is wrong with me. He smirked, a cocky ki
