Cadeon
I'm the happiest man alive.
I was determined to wait for Lilieth to make up her mind, and in all fairness, I expected it to take longer than it did.
Not that I'm complaining.
We've somehow ended up on the couch. One of her legs is hooked over my hip, and my fingers are tangled in her hair as we kiss. I'm addicted to the taste of her—I didn't realize that I was starving for her until the precise moment when our lips met.
Not losing control is the one thing at the forefront of my mind. I don't want to take things too far and scare her away. I keep my hand on her hip, holding her close to me but still at a safe distance.
My wolf is urging me to claim her. It’s a wild and overpowering feeling that takes a whole lot of effort and mental strength to subdue.
I’ve been with ot
