TASHA
Morning came and my whole body ached. I couldn’t get up just yet. The bed was very cozy.
Last night had been amazingly hot and illicit. It was as if I was addicted, consumed with my intense desire for my mate. He said I was in Heat. And I understood. I heard and saw how heat-driven mates were when they were in heat, in my pack. I didn’t really care though, because I thought I was too young to dwell on that matter. ‘When the time comes it comes’ I used to say. And yesterday was mind-blowing. We made love the whole night. I giggled internally. Well- I thought it was nighttime.
I grabbed a pillow and hugged it, humming to a song in my mind, but when I closed my eyes, memories of last night’s mating invaded my brain. I shuddered at the memory- his tongue running over my skin, his arms
