Kissing Storm was a mistake.
I had succumbed to desire and fallen into the bewitching eyes of my mate and now I am paying the price because I can't think of anything else but those soft lips on mine and his a*s in my palm. I needed to get a serious grip and find my previous nonchalance again before I do something worse than just kissing him.
The heated glances he keeps throwing at me assure me that he wouldn't mind if I do something more, but I had to be the level-headed one.
After our kiss, I had shown Storm my new collection which was named "Wild". He was excited about it and loved the ones I had painted so far. Now as I look at him, an idea begins to form in my mind.
"Would you pose for me in your wolf form?"
"Of course, Kai," he responds excitedly and with a smile that has my brai
