“She dumped me the night I proposed marriage. I was blindsided. I had no idea it was coming. I thought she’d say yes. So you can see my hesitation in love, but everything with you is so much more intense than it ever was with her. It’s scary, overwhelming, but there isn’t another soul in this world I want to feel this way with.”

I slip myself onto his lap, so I’m straddling him. “Then I guess we are going to have to work on building us up strong while tearing down each other’s walls together, huh?” He nods, a hopeful look on his face as I drain my wine glass before grinding my hips into his, indicating I want to have sex again.

He smirks. “You’re horny again,” he states more than asks.

“What gave it away?”

“Jesus, beautiful, you’re going to drive me wild.”

“Other way around, handsome.”

He wraps an arm around me, pulling me to him for a kiss.

Everything about this man makes me hopeful for the future, a future I’m starting to allow myself to dream about again. Only this time, I might just get my happily ever after.

Seventeen

DECLAN

Winter groans loudly as her body stiffens, her chest flushes bright red, and her pussy clamps down on my cock. This last round of lovemaking was all for her. I didn’t need to come again, but she made no secret of the fact that she wasn’t quite finished with me. I’m not about to leave my girl unsatisfied.

Gripping her hips, I wait for her to finish the intense orgasm. She looks down at me, wearing the biggest grin on her face before collapsing in a mess against my chest, breathing heavily.

“I’m…done. I can’t… oh, my God.” She can barely get the words out.

I wrap my arms around her and gently pull my cock from her heat. She wriggles onto the bed beside me, getting comfortable. She looks at me, her expression very readable on her face—pure satisfaction. Yeah, my job is done.

“You are the best,” she whispers, drawing hearts on my chest. “I feel bad, though. I got an orgasm, and you didn’t.”

“I didn’t need one. Seeing your gorgeous face as you found your release was all the pleasure I needed.”

“You are so romantic.” She leans up, pressing her lips to mine as I wrap my arm around her back and pull her closer to me. I know we’ve just had sex, but I won’t be letting her go anytime soon.

Pulling back, she simply looks at me with her breath-taking beauty. I still can’t believe she’s here in my bed.

“Can I see your wolf?” she blurts out.

“Now?” I ask, a little confused.

She shrugs. “Not necessarily now, but I am curious as to how the transformation occurs and where all this sexiness goes.”

I chuckle. “I’ll show you, beautiful, but maybe in the morning.”

“Do you shift during the day?” she asks.

“Nope. It’s not because I can’t. I can, and I have in my house.”

“Oh.” She looks embarrassed for a moment. Damn, I wish the telepathy thing would work already so I can hear what she’s thinking.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask.

“Sex,” she replies honestly.

“Jesus, woman, I just fucked you like six times, and you’re thinking about more?”

“Well, not us specifically, but as a wolf. I guess what I’m asking is if you can do it as a wolf?”

I look at her contemplating her question for a moment and how the fuck I answer her. “Yes, we can have sex in our animal forms. I’ve done it once and prefer to do it this way. I get to touch more and watch as your come apart. The other way is more animalistic and messy.”