108- dine with the wolves

Elena Wolfe

I could feel the warmth of a hard body pressing against my back even before I opened my eyes. I glanced around the shadowed room, taking in the fire that burned low in the hearth and the blue-blackness of the sky outside the large windows, the half-open door of the balcony that allowed the muffled voices of the maids from the courtyards below to bleed through.

“Mmngh,” The man’s deep groan behind me made my eyes widen and I inhaled a deep breath reflexively, trying not to move until the man’s girth settled behind me.

Michael? Anthony? My heart hammered frantically in my chest, for all I know any guard could have wandered in while I was asleep!

I could feel the thick meat of the man’s cock pressing solidly against my back and a delicious tingle ran through my body despite myself. My breath caught in my throat when the man’s woody scent filled my nose and I exhaled with relief.

Michael. I turned slowly to see his chiseled body sprawled out on the bed beside me and felt somet