She kissed him then. Sand still filled the corners of his mouth. He expected her to pull away but she didn’t. Her fingers wound desperately into his short hair to pull him closer. He wished then that he kept it long to feel that need the way it should have been all that time ago. Shane chased this though, his hands traveled her sides despite her ruined flesh; her mark of survival. His Alpha resented it, but Shane needed Michelle to feel beautiful to him. It was important not to let this, which still gnawed mercilessly on his Alpha’s resolve, to make sure she was wanted despite what happened.
He felt her wrap her legs around him, distracting him from it further. Shane couldn’t help the sound that escaped him. His moan found her waiting lips as if she was trying to keep it all for herself.
