I lay back on the bed, my heat slowly subsiding but still lingering at the forefront. It had been worse than last time, and I could only imagine how the following nights would be for both me and Kylo if I didn’t let him mark me. My wolf wanted him so bad, but deep down, I truthfully didn’t want it. Not only did I want to wait until Roman was ready, but I wanted to be ready too.
I And right now, I wasn’t.
What I had with Roman was really f*****g good. I didn’t want to f**k it up.
“Get out of my house,” Roman growled at Kylo.
Placing a hand on his chest, I calmed him down only slightly. “No, we need to talk about this because I can’t do this another night, and we’re no f*****g closer to fixing this whole thing. We need to figure us out because Dolus is getting closer.”
After grumbling t
