One second, she was seducing me with her ragged breathing. The next, she was croaking like a fish on dry land.
I rested my chin on the shoulder of the woman beneath me, awfully aware of every part where our bodies touched, every beat our hearts shared, without meaning to. “Have you had enough?” I whispered, hoping she hadn’t noticed the catch in my breath.
Her fresh rainwater and evergreen scent was intoxicating. It swirled around me, scattering my thoughts and propelling me to bury my face in the nook of her neck. My instincts raged, resisting control. The impulse to take her there and then was so strong, I had to bite my lips to retain clarity.
“Einas, mark her! She’s our mate!” My horny wolf urged me with agitation, planting naked images of her covered in our scent in my mind.
“f**k
