Keyah watched Aaron’s retreating back as she sank into the soft pillows. He had a fine, fine ass. As the image of his ass with her teeth marks on it formed in her mind, it brought a flood of color to her cheeks, but at the same time, she really, really wanted to bite his ass again. She wanted to bite him all over, leave marks on him, mark him as hers. She wanted to run her tongue all over the gorgeous ridges and planes of his hard, muscular body. Other than the few tattoos on his arms, he had one right at the base of his spine. How come she hadn’t noticed it before? Perhaps because the last time she had seen him naked, her brain had been fried by the twin assault of the shifter pheromones in the air, and her uncontrolled lust. She vowed to ask him about all his tattoos.It should have embarrassed her mightily when Aaron walked in on her with her fingers buried in her pussy, but it hadn’t. Well it had, but just a little bit. Was it the potion that made her feel wanton? Or had she achi

Aaron had kept his hands off her for the rest of the day, which should have made her feel relieved, but instead, Keyah felt disappointed.She had stepped out of the bathroom only once he had promised he would keep his hands to himself. And true to his word, he had. It was disappointing. She should be grateful, she told herself. If he did put his hands on her, there was no way she’d be able to resist him yet again.The effects of the potion had long abated; and while the aggression had lessened considerably, her lust for Aaron hadn’t gone down even one tiny bit. Keyah had a feeling it had nothing to do with the potion. Her lust for him would never lessen, not after knowing she loved him.If Becky hadn’t interrupted them at the right moment, they would have fucked for sure. And then where would that leave her? Making love to Aaron was a one-way street. There would be no going back from there. If they made love, he would know for sure, even if she refused to say the words, that she loved