Pack
Eve Langlaisshe runs with the wolvesi ran away from the huntereven in darkness, she chose to risefated to the lycan beast
With her eyes close, she distinguished them by the touch of their hands, the feel of their bodies, and the style of their kiss.
Her body heated. Her arousal spiraled, and she panted. Dream or not, she wanted them, wanted them both. And here, where nothing was truly real, she could do it. Have her vampire lover and the werewolf, too, with no one the wiser. She moaned her assent, and their hands tore at her garments, touching her bare skin andÉ
She woke suddenly, her skin damp with a sheen of perspiration, the towel lost and the sheets twisted around her bare limbs.