Roy’s POV
“Home.”
I watched her lips part, green eyes widening slightly and rested my forehead against hers.
The elders of our tribe would probably gawp at the sight of me accepting my human. Kissing a human. Touching one.
A warrior, through and through.
Untouchable.
Unavailable.
Even to those I’d considered my equal.
When her hand found my braid again, I watched her lashes flutter and I knew it was all over for me. “Roy, um—”
Pressing my lips back to hers, I felt her lips part against mine and sighed.
It’s all over, I thought, pushing her backwards again, hand slipping to her knee, to part her legs for me. She made this noise in the back of her throat, her hand gripping mine. “Ah.”
A whine or a moan.
I pulled back a little, n
