Moonlit ice, A wolf's fated mate
I have to resort to mentally reciting hockey plays to try and keep a certain part of my body, which is currently only three layers of clothing away from her core, from startling her.
Once she’s wiggled around an ungodly amount and made herself comfortable, she slides her hands up my chest. She notices the trail of goosebumps she leaves, she slightly tilts her head and asks,
“I give you goosebumps too?”
“You have no idea,” I try not to growl, but I fail.
She leans in, and less gently, I press my lips to hers. After a moment, I run the tip of my tongue across the seam of her lips. So incredibly slowly, she opens to me, and I’m unable to capture the growl that escapes me when I finally taste he
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