The scent of her intoxicated him. Lukas warned himself to be careful. No one knew how a female witch would handle the idea of mating with a wolf, but the bite he gave her healed so fast and his c*ck thickened just remembering the feel of her p*ssy wrapped around his d**k. He’d been her first.
The way her tight cunt had given way to him would stay with him forever. She belonged to him now, and he’d never let her go, not ever.
Running his fingers across the mark that claimed her as his, he smiled. It looked so beautiful, so right, so perfect.
He’d been dreaming about doing it for some time, and now that he actually had, it gave him a whole new thrill. This was his mate. The one chosen to love him, and he f*****g relished it. She was perfect in every single way.
She released a little moa
