Joy’s POV
Lex’s wolf seemed to be in a playful mood and soon enough our wolves were fooling around while the big bad Alpha kept me lovingly caged between his paws.
A wolfie kiss here and a lingering lick there, were enough to tell that they were not accidental touches. Instead, they were signs of mutual attraction between our wolves.
It was incredibly endearing, especially when he started nuzzling his muzzle at soft, sensitive places. My wolf was internally screaming with joy as Lex licked our fur by the neck and gently rubbed his body over us.
The heat and spark between us, was undeniable. It was like transitioning between respectful boundaries of stranger-hood and indulging in first base activities but in our feral forms.
Inspite of the jerk he was in the morning, I
