Dragon King's Human Mate
The question hung between us, charged with the promise of what could be.
"I want you to mark me, Leo. Don't hold back," Leena whispered, her voice laced with desire. Lifting her in my arms, I carried her to my room, a sense of urgency propelling us. I gently pushed her onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly on the soft mattress. My inner wolf stirred, the mating heat flaring as Leena's intoxicating scent enveloped me. I kissed her deeply, my hand moving with a ferocity borne of raw need, tearing away the barriers of our clothing. Leena's response was just as fervent; she tore at my clothes, driven by the same primal hunger that consumed me.