Chapter Seventeen
Jackson turned over in his king-sized bed as the last rays of the sun faded into the early twilight of a new night. His body felt heavy and languid, like he'd swam the length of the ocean, dragged his body ashore, and emerged a new man.
Jackson inhaled and his c**k hardened at the intoxicating scent in the air. His hand stretched out, and he met warm, supple flesh. His wolf's paws punctured his fingerpads to get at that flesh. But Jackson held his claws at bay.
It wasn't to leash his wolf, which was very near the surface. It was so he didn't harm the precious skin that took up a good portion of his bed. Needing the sight of her to go along with the feel, he closed his fingers around Lucia's hip and opened his eyes.
She slept peacefully. Her golden-brown skin shone bri
