Aslan's pov
" Ahh Aslan."
Her moans echo around in the room as she laid under me, naked. Her clothes were discarded while I still had mine on.
Her body was sweating profusely. Her chest heaving. As I return her kisses.
Nibbling on her lips, her neck, her chest.
My fingers trail her blossoms, her stomach, her hips. But I couldn't fuc*ing concentrate. I was not feeling a thing!
It's like my body was dead to those feelings.
This has never happened before.
I have fuc*ed countless woman dammit!
But tonight...I don't know why I just couldn't.
What's stopping me?
You can fuc* countless women but you will never feel what you felt with her.
Amira is irreplaceable.
Altaan s**t the fuc* up!
Roaring at my Lycan . I clench my fist. Determined to prove him wrong. No ..she was ju
