HANNAH

His hand clamped down on my nape with dominance while the other slid up my thigh, claws brushing over the fabric of my pants.

“I think we both know that if I slip a finger inside your panties, you’ll be dripping wet, baby… I can hear the filthy, wet sounds of your pussy from here…”

“Mmn.” A traitorous moan escaped my lips as his tongue licked slowly over my collarbone, tasting my sweat, pushing me down with his massive body.

My fingers tangled in his dark red hair and my heart was pounding out of control.

No, no, this was going too fast.

I felt strange, something was happening to my body, my mind was confused, and my chest hurt too much.

And when he asked me an unexpected question… I snapped awake.

“Sshhh… beautiful female… Where’s your wolf, my little Hannah?”

My eyes opened to the white ceiling of the cave.

I was about to hit the ground with that huge lycan straddling me.

I shoved him hard, catching him off guard, and sprang up like a spring.

“But what…?” he had fallen heavil