Later that night, I lay on my back with Roman over me, his c**k buried deep in my p***y.
“Roman,” I whispered, digging my claws into his back and panting. “My heat.”
It was four a.m., and I hadn’t fallen asleep all night because I feared that if I did, my wolf would take control of me and force me to run to Kylo’s without my knowledge. So, Roman stayed up with me all night, not falling asleep once. And when I’d finally felt that first singe of the fire inside me, he’d rolled me onto my back and told me that he’d take me for as long as I needed him to.
Roman growled into my ear, his canines brushing against his mark and making me shiver in delight. “It’s worse than last time.” He drew his nose up the side of my neck and grabbed my throat, squeezing it lightly. “Do you want Kylo?”
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