I lifted my head slowly as I stared at the figure that stood before me. His once childish and feminine face now looked stubborn and arrogant. His slave profile now spoke of power and ageless strength. The golden eyes, framing his devastatingly handsome face, made him look so rugged.
Handsome is a werewolf and his name is Jamal.
"You!!!…" I let out a soft gasp. However, Jamal stood before me with his massive organ provocatively erect. Slowly, he began to move closer to me. I looked away when he squatted right in front of me.
He possessively cupped my jaw and forced me to look at him. The bond took over again and sent a shiver through me.
He darted his tongue into my mouth and provoked my own sleeping tongue into motion, and we began French kissing like it was springtime, setting our d
