CALIFF
I watched Shadow writhe in bed. She was probably dreaming about intense s*x. She grasped the bed sheet, gripping it tight as she bucked her hips, and her head threw against the pillow, exposing her neck. As her chest rose and fell, her lip caught between her teeth, and then she moaned. Her thighs pressed together and spread them apart, seeking friction.
A low growl erupted from my chest, thinking she was dreaming of s*x with another man.
However, I could have made her dream come true if I hadn't controlled my wolf. I groaned as the scent of her arousal grew strong enough to make my d**k harden in my jeans, but my mind warned me to proceed with caution.
My pulse raced as my body responded to her motion. And no woman had ever affected me this way, even women who flirted
