I laughed as she chuckled. I nipped at her earlobe, then forced myself to take a deep breath. I didn’t want this to be all about me—if anything, I wanted it to be about her. I wanted to feel human, and that meant giving to her rather than only taking for myself.
I reached around, sliding my fingers against her skin. She tried to reach one arm back for me, but I nudged her away. “Let me,” I insisted, kissing the back of her neck. “You make me…you make me feel, Celeste, even when my wolf tries to hollow me out. Let me do that for you in return.”
She went still for a moment, and I heard her swallow. I allowed myself a moment to wonder what she must be fantasizing about. “Okay,” she said softly, dropping her hand back in front of her. Her fingers picked at the fabric covering the cot.
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