Jan's POV
I came up behind Yara, wrapped my arms around her waist and slid my palms lower, pulling her closer to my groin, and she rubbed against me with a moan. My hands moved down to the neckline of her leg, pulling the dress up to her waist and sliding my fingers between the wolf's legs.
“Sweet,” I murmured, kissing her shoulders. “Delicious,” I trailed my kisses down her back, along the line of her spine. “Mine,” I bit lightly between her shoulder blades, diluting the touch with more kisses. “Beloved.”
“Jan, please,” the girl moaned, arch
