EDEN
His eyes darken at my words, raw hunger flashing across his face like lightning.
"Anything?" I repeat, my voice a low purr, laced with the power humming in my veins. He's on his knees before me, his hands still on my thighs. But I can see the tremor in his fingers. Hayden, my complicated, broken wolf, groveling like he promised.
I tug his hair again, harder this time, pulling his head back so he's looking up at me fully.
His lips part, a soft groan escaping, and I feel that familiar twist in my gut, heat pooling between my legs. The movie's still playing silently behind me, bodies writhing in muted ecstasy, but it's nothing compared to this.
"Strip for me," I whisper, my fingers trailing down his neck. "Slowly. I want to see every inch of you."
He flinches a little, his gaze lac
