“Tell me what you want,” Rygan whispered into her ear, his hands trailing down her spine. His touch felt like a drug, making her dizzy. She wanted more of it; she wanted him to consume her whole.
She felt her claws sprout out, her canines sharpen, and a change in the air as her instincts heightened. She traced those claws on Rygan’s skin, her wolf greedy for more.an unchecked hunger for him sizzled in her system.
Elise felt like she was losing herself, losing the battle between her and her wolf again. She couldn’t let it take absolute control like it did before, not again.
“Tell me,” Rygan’s voice echoed, her hands fisting in his broad shoulders, pulling him in as she began to murmur softly against his skin. She wanted so much for him to take her roughly on the ground, to make love to
