128. PLAYING WITH MY SHE-WOLF
AIDAN
The black button of his nose brushed against her soft skin, her cheek... then slowly licked her lips, aching to do the same to every inch of her body.
His wild aura surged around her, pheromones calling, claiming her—and only one reason, powerful enough, still held us back. One that weighed heavy on our conscience.
Vlad inhaled deeply into the crook of her neck, inviting her to touch him.
He let out a rumble of pleasure when those little hands got lost in his fur and she clung to him, pre