Chapter 43

“What?” His orders were so final otherwise that he need not repeat them twice. Slow down, she doesn’t know how this works, his wolf was grooming itself right now. Waiting for the human to not push her too far, too fast.

He got up and kissed her. She latched onto him like she was just as starved. Impossible, he thought. But he kissed her back with same rigor. Then gently, “Allow me this yeah? Get on the bed kitten.”

Some fog, like she was drifting on the surface of water, and if she reached down with her fingers, she could dip her hands into one earthy element from another element. He picked a chair and sat in it on the foot of her bed.

“Scoot back.” She did.

Sitting on her back she admired him taking his shirt off, a barest hint of smile playing on his lips. She was too mesmerized to summon an outwardly reaction, her hormones taking over at the sight of planes of his abdominal muscles and thick shoulders leading to forearms that held scars from claw cuts. She wanted to kiss them so