Slowly, his pace slowed to a stop. He didn't pull away, though; he trailed soft, lingering kisses all over her heated skin, from her shoulders down to her waist.
With panting breath, he collapsed against her neck for a second, his weight heavy and warm. He quickly moved away, mindful of her small frame, and lay down on the bed beside her. He closed his eyes, trying to calm his overly excited and thrilled wolf, which was still howling with satisfaction in the back of his mind.
Aurora felt chilling shivers run down her spine as the intense heat in her body slowly began to subside. Her blood felt like it was bubbling with a unique sensation—a sense of belonging she couldn't quite explain.
For a moment, they stayed like that—close, breathing in sync, hearts slowly finding the same rhythm.
Then, gently, he pulled her back into his arms, their bodies tangled in the ruined rose petals. He looked down at her, his eyes soft but filled with a lingering guilt and worry.
