SERAPHINA
“Here.”
My entire body went rigid when I felt it, his manhood brushed low against my belly. Slowly…deliberately…rubbing against me.
A rush of ice rippled down my spine.
That was the second time I had felt it. First Ronan had done it but that had been nothing like him.
When Ronan’s manhood brushed against mine, butterflies bloomed inside me. My wolf rolled over in warmth, in instinctive trust. But this?
This was dread. This was like a poison under silk. My heart beat increased like it would burst and the next thing I knew I roared.
“You bastard,” I hissed, voice shaking with horror. “How dare you play this sick game with me!!” I growled, my nails turning claws and deeply scratching his back, bleeding him.
Ryker neither flinched the slightest by my claws or pain nor
