Mira's POV I badly wanted to tell him to stop. To remind him that this was my father's burial rites, it wasn't proper and if someone saw us, the news would be all over the pack. But I couldn't, my body was already dripping wet and my entire body was aching for him. Rather I held his head closely, kissing and moaning. Alder's hands found my breasts, he pinched and squeezed, causing me to moan softly, his lips caressing every part of me, making my body ache and want him more and more. "I want you Mira….." he whispered, saying exactly what was on my mind. "Me too, but you know we can't do it here?" "Why is that, we can go to your room, the burial is over and it's not like anyone would come in" he suggested, even when he did, his hands never left my body. Instead they had moved from my breasts to my thighs, making it difficult for me to refuse. I wouldn't blame myself, my wolf or even my body. I had been depriving myself for a very long time now, staying away from this. I had told
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