I feel something warm and soft beside me.

I roll slightly and open my eyes.

“You again,” I grumble.

But I smile.

Aaron’s terrifying wolf is basically a big puppy.

He gives a reprimanding growl then nudges me more. I lift my arm so he can lay beside me, and then I let my arm drape over his body, so I’m holding him.

I’m on the floor in front of the fireplace. Not too near that the heat is overwhelming but not so far that the drafts from the windows and door make it too cold.

Although with Aaron here now, I don’t have to worry about that.

His wolf is so warm, and the big beast does like to cuddle.

It’s a cop out-maybe even for both of us-but in his true form, I don’t have to ha te him, and Aaron doesn’t have to pretend to

keep his distance.

We can have moments like this.

No talking. No fighting. Just close.

I drift back to sleep, wishing I could stay here forever.

In the morning, I’m warm. My skin is overly hot and I try to move away but can’t.

I go to shift my legs, and realize one of them is anchored over Aaron’s hip.

He’s awake.

Watching me.

Growing harder by the second where he’s pressed against the junction of my thighs.

I gasp.

mine, his hands hold my

to fight.

Aaron won’t force me.

made my choice

eyes and kiss

myself. Part of me doesn’t care and just craves this man’s

know what this says

no more room

taste and the incredible friction of two bodies fighting

pants and panties are gone, and that’s no small feat considering the ri diculous padded boot on my ankle. I feel the clasp release on my bra and then that and my shirt are being

keeps kissing me. Soft kisses. Teasing kisses. His lips are

motion, trailing from my breasts to my hips and back again, each time dipping closer to that junction at the center of

me hot

efforts not to move, my

against my mo

his back, taking me with him until I straddle him. I sit up straight and rub along his thick, hard

of his

he lets me set the pace. That I’m the one on top. Controlling

had no control over

this,

because it brings me pleasure and I

hips. His hands grip the sides of my a ss and

g*ds, that

I lift up so

Aaron groans.

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inch or two, letting the thick top of his co ck

his breath, but doesn’t fight

teasing him, teasing myself,

shake.

cue to thrust upward. The long huge length of

he rocks me once, twice, and then I find my own motion, where the top of my s*x and that

rumbling sound of approval

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