The Vampire Prince and the Werewolf Princess
He was a Prince, but apart from his wolf smell which he seemed to have gotten used to, he liked the feel of his soft skin against his fingers, even the sound of his voice was more than enough to turn him on.
If not that they had both somehow passed out, he knew that he would have definitely gone all the way. Moreover, the thought of doing it with a werewolf excited Geran.
“What do you…”
“I want us to finish what we started,” but Geran had just spoken when he looked up to see Darun scoff and chuckle at him almost at the same time.
“We’re both men are you crazy?” Drain asked slowly coming to the conclusion that the prince in front of them was slightly mad.