The changing

Maya.

Lying down, I watched as Zane locked the door and returned to the bed. He took off his shoes and came to lie next to me. Immediately, our lips locked once again. I felt as if my body was on fire, in the best way possible. His hands found their way to my back and started moving, caressing and touching everywhere all at once.

He brought his hands down from my back to reach the pink pyjama bottoms I had been given. His surprisingly soft hands touched the soft flesh of my ass and my body tingled. He pressed the cheeks making me release moans I had been trying to hold back. Knowing that werewolves had supernatural hearing, I didn’t want to risk waking up the whole building.

Zane flipped me till I was lying on my back. As he leaned over me, I did the honours of taking off his shirt. He had to pause from kissing my neck to let me pull the shirt over his head. The shirt had barely reached the floor when he tried to get rid of my top. I let him and when it was done, he stared at my bre