“Why are you telling me that?” I asked breathily.
He shrugged. “Just an observation.”
“Hmmm,” I hummed as he took off his pants. I swallowed. If all werewolves were as big as the ones I had seen tonight, then no wonder they wanted to f**k all the time.
“I like the way it looks. A human, marked by a werewolf. It’s got appeal,” he whispered up my stomach as I closed my eyes, feeling it.
I gasped as I felt more than what I was meant to, channeling him. He was hot and filled with lust. A fierce lust that had me gasping.
He frowned and caught on to what I had done just as I lost control of my will and reached up for him, kissing him harshly.
Braxton growled, grabbed my throat, and slammed me back on the bed. I should’ve been scared, but damn, it felt good. He looked at me, his eyes narrow
