Ash’s POV
The words hung in the air like a threat, agitation surging through me like a cold wave, clearing the daze of emotion that had clouded my mind, even if I was wet like a river between my thighs, the heat still pulsing there, traitorous and undeniable, I shoved against him hard, palms flat on his chest with all my strength, voice coming out sharp and frantic. “We can’t, Rowan, we can’t do this, stop, let me go, this isn’t happening, we can’t.”
Rowan didn’t budge, trapping me to the wall with his body, his hands sliding up to pin my wrists above my head, his breath hot against my face, voice low and desperate, cracking with need. “I can’t stop now, Ash, I couldn’t if I tried, couldn’t you see how hot I am for you, couldn’t you see what the wolf sickness did to me, it’s burning me a
