A Lesson in Control
Feeling her wriggle beneath me, I instinctively tightened my hold, pressing her into the mattress before realizing I was holding her too hard.
Damn it, Kody.
Her voice was breathless, laced with pleasure and desperation all at once.
“You’re stronger than me,” she whispered, her fingers trembling as they pressed against my back. “Please calm down, Kody. I’m yours—just… gently.”
That one word—gently—shattered through the last remnants of my haze.
I forced my breathing to slow, my chest rising and falling in deep, controlled exhales. I needed to stop.
She was still bleeding.
My mate was hurting, exhausted, and vulnerable—and here I was, letting my primal instincts take control.
Fuck.
I pulled away slowly, my body protesting the loss of warmth, of closeness. The s
