*Jonas*
Afterwards, I can't decide which part I liked best. Was it the feeling of completeness I felt when we were joined as one when kissing? Was it the primitive rhythm of Typhon's body as he pleasured me? Certainly, I can't discount the explosive c****x I'd felt.
'What a wild night, Cana,' I think, addressing my wolf.
'One to remember, Jonas,' Cana replies within my mind, his voice a comforting echo.
But now, as I lay in Typhon’s strong arms, the fresh breeze from the window caressing our bodies, I think that this might be the best of all. He is so warm and close, and I can hear his heartbeat as it slows to its normal, sedate pace.
I can smell the salt on his skin and the passion in the air. And there is something so right about it all, as if I've waited my whole life j
