“Just where are you going kitten?” his voice rings inside my head like the bells of heaven. I stopped dead on my tracks. He had so much effect on my body sometimes I hated it.
My wolf was peeking through her paws, waiting eagerly for her mate’s next move, for his next command. I didn’t turn, neither he make a move. My body was eager for his touch.
All the people soon left the meeting room leaving only me and yes, the devil himself. I bit my lip waiting for him to say something. Or better to do something. After we mated, it is something kind of impossible for me to let my hands off from him and I bet it is impossible for him too.
My body craved his touch, my soul yearned for him. He slowly and steadily walked towards me and passed me not before touching my side briefly. The sparks erup
