One afternoon, the two of us left for the lodge. The ache from a long night of s*x was still running in my body, though Fenris was more silent in the vehicle driving us house. His hand, however, never deviated from resting on my thigh, the spark of the bond mark a faint beat in my heart as if to declare: You are my mate now. That night, after pack supper, Fenris lured me into his chambers and ordered a bottle of high alcohol wine. Tonight, we drink and then we play with wild, untamed pleasure. He declared, doling out two ample glasses with a flourish, your wolf and its spirit brought out so the two of us can have a ball I simply smiled a bit and held out my hand and accepted the warm, wine filled goblet. As we sat, the plush bed yielding comfortably under our bodies, he spoke of the recent threats to our pack and how my latent wolf blood made our mate bond even more robust. Both of us were drinking as we talked. And as we both continued drinking glass after glass, the room temperature
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