Conall
She was an absolute vision.
I had seen the dress the week before and knew it would look incredible on her, but even I wasn’t prepared for the way she looked in the low light of sunset. Her dark hair was a wild mane framing her face. She’d done her eye make-up in dark shades of bronze and black, making her eyes seem to glow. It reminded me of the way her eyes shone out of the dark fur of her wolf form- dangerous and sexy as hell. Red lips begged to be kissed, the diamonds at her throat flashed and sparkled, and the gold fabric of the dress hugged her every curve, catching and refracting the last of the sun’s rays. Those legs though! I could hardly wait to have them wrapped around me again.
“What’s the occasion?” she purred as she reached me, bending down to give me a kiss, that
