S*X WITH A WEREWOLF
“Do something else, like whisper in her ear while you caress her palm.”
“That seems a little too much.”
“Just do it,” Jim growled.
Kristoff leaned in a little too far because when he talked in her ear, his lips grazed her lobe. “Wake up, my mate,” he purred.
Cassie groaned and her breathing accelerated. “It's working!” Jim beamed. “Cassie, I hope you forgive me for this,” Jim sighed. “Kristoff, I think you need to kiss her—I know this seems strange, but I -” Before Jim could finish his statement, Kristoff quickly placed his lips on hers. He didn't move them, there was no tongue. His lips just rested on hers.