Bethany
He stops completely, then turns his head around to look at me and what I find in the look makes a shiver go through my body until it heats my center. He's not slowing because I'm heavy, he's slowing because I'm turning him on. Before I have time to respond, he sits down on his haunches which brings me sliding down his back and landing on the ground with my arms wrapped around his pelvis. I'm about to pull my arms off him, but he lets out a small growl of displeasure. So he wants me to still hold on to him while he's sitting here. He turns his head around, then nods his head until I see he's pointing at his wolf's p***s. The pink tip is sticking out of the furry head. Does he want me to touch him? I move my hand and move it closer to his p***s as I watch his reaction. The longing
