Summer
Ezra traced my fugitive mark. I think he was circling both of them I couldn’t tell. I lay on my belly in his bed. It felt good to have everything out in the open.
My Dad wasn’t happy. He wasn’t talking to Ezra. I just hoped he wouldn’t resign out of anger.
“Do you think Blake cursed you?” Ezra asked.
I puffed. “I can’t think of anyone else. Henrietta said she could help me figure it out.”
“Curse first then we find your wolf,” Ezra said placing kisses on my back.
He kissed down to the small of my back before he pressed soft kisses on my butt. I tilted my head back and moaned. He continued his exploration.
“I’m just…”
Ezra pried my cheeks apart.
“I… think…”
A grunt bubbled from his throat as a response.
His soft lips found my ready and willing clit. I bit my bottom lip. U
