“I won’t take anything that you’re not ready to give, I promise. I only want to make you feel good, take care of you. After watching you collapse… my wolf craves you. The taste of your sweet nectar on my tongue as I lap you up, make you come undone under my lips and tongue.”
She shuddered, a hot flush rising to her cheeks at my suggestive words.
“Yes.”
TWENTY-EIGHT
Brielle
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ne second, I was practically self-combusting just from his words, neck-deep in a hot spring. The next, he scooped me out of the water and planted my butt on the warm flagstone rim of the spring. My calves and feet were still dangling in the water, and then I couldn’t focus on anything except the fact that his mouth was on me. My neck, my chest, covered by his lips. His tongue trailed down the strap of my bikini t
