Aaron woke up with Keyah’s naked body wrapped around him. The sun was high up in the sky, and it was the heat that woke him up.Last night had been wild beyond measure. Taking Keyah’s advice and shifting earlier in the evening had probably saved him from making a complete fool of himself. Despite that, his wolf had been dangerously close to the surface, especially given the kind of activities they had indulged in. Short of actually fucking, they had pretty much done everything else.He had soon caught on that the only way Keyah could resist shifting was if her brain was drowned in post-orgasm haze. He loved every minute of it.Keyah was pure fire when turned on. He remembered how she’d looked with her lips wrapped around his cock. The image made him hard. His erection was poking Keyah’s thigh, and that woke her up.She shifted position, rubbing her thigh against his erection probably without meaning to. Her eyes blinked open, widening when they met his gaze. Keyah sat up with a gasp,

Keyah came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of white shorts, a black tank top, and a thin white, full-sleeved cotton shirt. She’d left the shirt unbuttoned, tying it in a knot above her belly button.Aaron swallowed. Hard.It was pure torture to be around Keyah and not be able to do anything. His wolf wanted out; his wolf wanted Keyah in her wolf form. Aaron pressed a hand against his chest involuntarily. If they ever spent a night together in their wolf forms…Just thinking about it was making him painfully hard.He tried to look away as Keyah studied her reflection in the mirror and applied a coat of pink lip gloss to her pouty lips. It made her lips look so wet, so inviting. The image of her lips wrapped around his cock formed unbidden in his mind’s eye, like it had several times since waking. He wanted it again. He wanted to be buried inside her, to taste her. But it surprised him to realize that what he enjoyed the most last night had been watching her come apart in his arms,

Aaron’s eager fingers slid under the waistband of her shorts. The farther he slid his hands, the more her zipper came undone. His fingers were millimeters away from touching her clit through her wet panties when the elevator jerked to a halt. From her peripheral vision, Keyah saw a man step in.Aaron’s fingers were still inside her shorts.Since her brain was in a lust-driven haze, she didn’t immediately realize they had company. Her eyes were fixed on Aaron’s. It was only when he blocked her from view with his body and zipped up and buttoned her shorts did her brain register something was not right.Before she could melt into a pool of utter embarrassment, Aaron tilted her chin up with his forefinger, cradled her face and captured her lips in a searing hot kiss. She couldn’t hold back, even if she tried. Her mouth opened, allowing Aaron’s tongue in. The combined scents of their arousal was so potent, a small part of her brain feared the muggle riding the elevator with them was actual

Aaron tried not to squirm in his chair under Tara’s gaze. The way Tara was looking at him made him feel like a five-year-old caught with his hand inside a cookie jar. He wanted to confess all his wrongdoings to her. He wished she would look away. Throughout dinner, Tara’s piercing green gaze had rarely left him.Tara was a petite, scrawny old woman with a shock of brilliant blue hair framing her face. She was dressed in a floaty green kaftan that matched her eyes. Although there were lines on her olive face–around her eyes, around her mouth–she did not look a hundred and fifty years old. More like mid-forties in human years. It wasn’t very surprising. Shifters and magical folk aged a lot slower than humans.Aaron had not had many chances to interact with the magical folk. Maybe he had even deliberately stayed away from them after the unfortunate and embarrassing incident with the vengeful witch. His ears went hot whenever he thought about it, even though nearly two decades had passed

Keyah glanced nervously at Aaron as he unstoppered the bottle. They were seated on the two seater sofa in her room.“Cheers,” he said, raising the bottle toward her, one corner of his mouth lifting into a half-smile.Although the potion had been exactly what Keyah had hoped for, she could sure as hell do without worrying about the side effects. Her sex drive was already on steroids around Aaron. Well, sex was not the only way to mitigate the side effects, she reminded herself as Aaron raised the bottle to his lips and swallowed a small mouthful.“It’s… unexpectedly tasty. I think I taste pumpkin spice. And a melon of some sort,” he said, licking his lips.“Do you feel any different?” Keyah asked, studying him warily, ready to jump back and put a lot of distance between them if she saw even a hint of lust in his eyes.“Not at all. But you said it takes a few minutes.”“Right.” Her leg was furiously bobbing up and down. There was something she simply needed to get off her chest, and she