From the moment my insides were pushed through for his awaited enlargement, it had already filled me. Although the excruciating pain lingered for as long as he swelled, it completed me... pervade me that my body is no longer mine anymore but ours.
It was an indication of his possession, badging my wolf completely that he was the only one who could do it for me and him alone, which I do not plan on averting because I intend on staying faithful.
Lincoln's expression even softened as he also waited for its end. Staring at him certainly made the knotting a little forbearing. Who wouldn't even want not to drown in his eyes that had been nothing but tender, expressive that I almost discern his soul and sterling intentions? Even if it's the only thing that the moon goddess would only command me
