Damon POV
The moment her teeth grazed my jaw, something in me snapped. I didn’t hesitate. My hands shot to her hips, pulling her flush against me until I could feel the heat of her body pressing into mine, every curve, every inch, every pulse. She was fire, and I needed her close.
Her wolf’s low, satisfied growl thrummed through me, reverberating in my chest, making my blood pound with anticipation. Every nerve in me screamed for more - more of her, more heat, more this.
“You’re insane,” I rasped, my lips brushing hers in a fleeting, desperate touch. But there was no bite in my words - not really. Just hunger. Just need. Primal, unyielding, mirrored in the sharp pull of her gaze.
“Insane enough to hunt you,” she whispered, teasing, rough, and I felt my control slipping. “And never let
