Every brush of her lips, every touch, pulled him closer to the edge. His body and heart yearned for her with a ferocity he had never experienced before, urging him to close the distance between them and touch her body too. Yet the rational part of his mind refused to surrender, reminding him that Ashley wasn't acting of her own clear will.
As if that inner conflict wasn't enough, his wolf proved utterly useless. Instead of restraining him, the beast eagerly embraced the temptation, pacing restlessly within him while humping the air, feeding every instinct that urged Gideon to abandon reason altogether.
"Grr..."
A low groan rumbled in Gideon's throat as he instinctively leaned closer, his gaze locked on Ashley's parted lips. Just as he was about to close the distance between them and devour her whole, a sharp knock echoed through the room.
"Sir, the doctor has arrived."
Roger's voice from the other side of the door snapped Gideon out of his trance.
