NARRATOR

Nana’s mind was playing tricks on her.

She tried to focus on the pleasure she felt with her mate above her, his warm hands caressing her tenderly.

His burning kisses, those vibrant sensations racing across her skin.

However, when William lifted her leather skirt and started placing soft kisses on the inside of her thighs, Nana had to fight the urge to close her legs.

From the start, William realized she was scared. Goddess, what had happened to his female?

His wolf circled Reina slowly, who still trembled under each lick and caress.

His calloused hands gently untied the side straps, always watching her above her belly, moving slowly, even though holding back was costing him years of life.

"Baby, don’t compare me to anyone else. I’m gonna make you forget… Nana, really trust me..."

Nana nodded nervously, putting everything on the line in that moment.

His lustful mouth moved down to her mound, licking and growling.

William was drunk on the intense scent of her pheromones.

Nana t