Kane
This was…pure torture.
Having Simone this close, breathing in her scent every second of the day, watching her move with that unconscious grace that drove my lycan absolutely insane, and not being able to touch her was slowly killing me. Every morning I woke up harder than steel, my body aching for her in ways that made me question my sanity.
The dreams weren’t helping either. Every night, my subconscious conjured vivid fantasies of what I wanted to do to her. How I wanted to claim her properly, mark every inch of her skin, make her scream my name until her voice gave out. I’d wake up reaching for her, only to find empty space beside me and the crushing reminder that she was trying to keep her distance.
I’d been doing research in my spare time, reading everything I could find about
