Frida had no idea what Dilan would do, she just felt a slight craving to taste those full lips that she had been craving since she arrived at the pack.
"You'll have to bite me, because I'm not going to give you any names," Frida exclaimed, crossing her arms.
She looked at him and removed her hands from his perfect face, as she foolishly tried to break free from his grip, but, despite her futile efforts, he didn't move an inch.
Contrary to that, he just smiled awkwardly and leaned into her chest. The smell of spring was so exquisite and addictive to him. He could easily spend hours sniffing it without trouble
When he heard what she had said his heart was beating fast.
Evidently he wanted to get even closer to her. How could he not? every pore of her body was arousing him.
"Well,
