As a wolf, nestled at Teagan's feet, the sensation of her fingers threading through my fur was nearly indescribable. Each stroke sent waves of contentment rolling through me, grounding me in the moment with an intensity that was both soothing and exhilarating. It wasn't long before I found myself unable to resist the urge to rub against her, almost rolling at her feet in a display of canine affection that seemed to delight her.
Her genuine and free laughter rang through the room, a sound so pure and joyful that it urged me on. Each chuckle, each giggle from her only encouraged me further, driving me to playful antics that I hadn't allowed myself to indulge in for far too long.
Shade, witnessing our interaction, leapt onto the bed with a playful warning. "Don't rub all over me, sport, I'm
