ELLIOT

“Ggggrrr… mmmm, so good, more, sweetheart, give me more… ssshhhh, you taste like pure heaven, little one… mmm… much better than feeling you through that idiot human of mine…”

I didn’t even respond to my wolf’s insults, lost in his shameless lust, devouring my woman’s breasts.

I was experiencing everything through his sensations and—fuck—this was so damn hot.

I moaned with him, feeling the same desperate urge to mount her as Vorath did, our body trembling and hardening.

Her soft, breathy