She sighs deeply as my palms work a hard knot of muscle near her shoulder blades. I wonder how long she's been walking around like this, tense like a spring.
"Oh Sly," her eyes are closed as she gives into the sensation of my hands moving along her back, arms, and thighs. "That feels amazing."
Smiling, I move up and down her shoulders and biceps, paying careful attention to my healing bruise. She winces but then relaxes. "I want to bite you again," I warn her. "Nice and hard so all the other wolves know you're mine.
"Sly," her eyes blink open, "I don't know if that is a good idea...I mean..."
"I don't want to leave you vulnerable," I need to keep her safe. This will keep her safe. "The mark is fading. If I am touching you in a more...sexual way, it won't hurt," I promise even though I'
