Violet POV
He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek, brushing away a tear that escapes.
"Adrian," I whimpered, inhaling his fresh cologne, his scent was messing with my head.
"I can smell your arousal, Violet. It's driving me insane... I want to kiss you again, to hold you... To have our legs tangled in that bed, and f*ck you, but not as Sophia Crane, as Violet. My Violet,"
His words awakens every fiber of my being, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Aria, my wolf, tugged at me, urging me on. I pictured it— me lying in bed, feeling him move in and out of me. Damn it.I bit my lip, a quiet moan escaping.
"You’re making me lose my mind," he growled, pulling me against his warm body. I could feel his chest rise and fall, the heat between us almost unbearable.
"Just do it," I groaned, sli
