The air inside the cave was thick, almost tangible, vibrating with the weight of the sealing and a suppressed desire that defied the silence of the outside world. As I wrapped my legs tighter around Varg's massive frame, I coiled my raven-black hair around my fingers and leaned toward his beautiful, savage face.
"Varg." I murmured, stopping my lips just a millimeter away from his, which were still aching from my kisses.
"I know, Alpha... Before you attend the wedding of those hide-eating curs, you want to melt all the colors in your mind into a single shade—the color of my skin. Or are you still fighting the dusty memories of ghosts? Even despite the seal in our veins?"
Emboldened by the hunger in his gaze, I took his massive hands and placed them over my breasts, burying his fingers into my skin. Feeling his ragged breath against me, I dropped my voice to a stifled, honey-sweet whisper only he could hear.
"Look at me, Alpha Varg." I said with a mocking giggle.
