My head was buzzing and I was coming awake, coming alive. With one loud belch I backed away from the carcass. There wasn't much left—only head, legs, and fur.
The world looked strange as I blinked rapidly. In and out of focus, I could see leaves a mile away. I swayed on my knees.
Paul's golden eyes watched me. He gripped my arm more tenderly than he'd touched me thus far. He used the back of his hand to stroke my face. He sniffed deeply then his tongue came out to roughly lick at my still split and injured skin. His tongue felt good against me as he cleaned me. I didn't move while he did this. He took his time, but when his tongue ran across one of my n*****s, I jerked away from him.
I didn't want the Werewolf turned on. s*x with a monster was too much for me.
Ten minutes into his cl
