Lyra
My heart is racing as I watch his eyes grow golden, showing his wolf is there as he stares down at me like he wants to devour me. The bulge in his bottoms is huge but somehow still growing. This man was made for me. The hunger I feel is matched in his lust filled eyes, as he licks his lips.
I can't help myself. I slowly slid my hand down over my tummy and slid my index finger in between my now-soaked folds. I rub my c**t in a small circular motion before bringing my hand up and slipping my finger into my mouth. I moan as the taste of my juices hit my tongue.
A low deep growl of approval comes from his chest; I can't wait to meet his wolf. My mind is so consumed by the want for him that the overwhelming need to have him inside me is growing by the second and the more he watches
