Asher’s POVI was hard and goddess it hurts. My cock was throbbing so violently it felt like it might split open, thick and heavy against my stomach, leaking steadily onto the sheets in slow, sticky trails.Every pulse sent a fresh wave of agony through me, sharp, insistent, and unrelenting. My wolf was at the edge of going feral, pacing and snarling inside my skull like a beast in chains, claws scraping at the bars of my control.Vivienne’s scent was all over my room.Everywhere.Suffocating me.Thick, sweet, molten heat, dark honey, smoke, rage, and raw, dripping need. It clung to the pillows, soaked into the blankets, saturated the air until every breath I took was her. Her arousal, her heat, her body pressed against mine, naked and burning and so fucking close I could feel the slick glide of her thighs against my hip every time she shifted in sleep.And I couldn’t touch her.Not like this.Not when she was still out of her mind, still lost in whatever fever had gripped her, stil
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