The grass tickles my skin as I lie there, and I can still feel the earth humming beneath us. My skin burns pleasantly against the cool night air. Every heartbeat sends warmth through me.
We’ve already had s*x once – it was slow and deep. The scent of pine clings to his skin. Dirt streaks his shoulder where we rolled through the grass. It makes us want something that’s not gentle. Kieran rolls us over. Suddenly I’m straddling him.
My black fur has mostly faded, but I can still feel the ghost of it—dark streaks tracing my ribs and arms, making me feel wild and beautiful.
“Again,” he growls, thumbs digging into my hips. “I need you again, Sienna. Let the wolves run.”
I look down at him—mouth swollen, eyes gold-shot and hungry—and feel Viper surge up inside me. She wants this. Wants him.
