Rose
Cold metal sits on my wrists. A small gasp leaves my lips as a blindfold is put over my eyes. My hands are bound and my senses are cut off, only my legs remain free.
This was Lucious’ idea when I told him I was ready for him, that my wolf and I were starving for their mates.
“How do you like this?” It’s Lysander asking me.
“Very much, it’s exciting,” I laugh nervously.
My sense of touch is on high alert, and my wolf is putting everything into our sense of hearing.
Lips meet mine and I melt into it. The sparks fly, and they are stronger than before. Lips move against mine, biting and nibbling at my bottom lip. He takes up the top, sucking on it before he drives deeper, and I open my mouth to him. His tongue explores mine before he sucks on it, and I try to catch my breath. He sme
