21. Briss

Marked. I was off my head with pleasure when I asked for that but it felt like the only thing to do. Shi was pushing so hard, desperate to cement that bond with Zena’s wolf. /Not mates but more/ he kept repeating. Every time I thrust inside her beautiful body he repeated it until I caved. The fact she eagerly complied, her canines sinking into me with relish I’ll never forget. The clamping, locking sensation of being tied to her forever.

Throughout the night, one of us would wake and slowly tease the other. The lamplight long burnt out, in the dark I learned Zena’s every contour and shape. The delicious, voluptuous curves of her ass and breasts. She was all soft sweetness against my solid frame, the way her hips and thighs moulded perfectly to me. She woke me up with the sweetest kisses only to straddle me and lean over so her nipples brushed against my tongue. In the darkness we found each other.

Now marked, I could feel her emotions. Her pleasure was my pleasure. A seesaw of bliss a