(Reka’s POV)
The kiss went on for a long time, slow and deep, full of everything we had just done to each other. Talim stayed over me, his weight pressing me into the floor, and I could feel him softening inside me while his release leaked out warm and thick between my thighs. My legs were still hooked around his waist, my nails dug into the skin of his back, and the sharp scent of blood mixed with sweat and s*x in the small room.
Boots pounded in the corridor outside. Voices shouted. The elders were coming, and half the pack with them, drawn by the power that had poured out of me. But none of that mattered right then because something else was moving inside me, something older and fiercer than the afterglow.
My wolf.
She had woken fully during the Luna shift, but now she wanted more.
