She’d smelled him first as the breeze blew his scent to her. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled with excitement. His musky scent made her inner thighs quiver. The overpowering urge to have sex with him swept over her. It left her feeling both excited and confused. “Kitty, can ...
His inner animal was more than itching to find her, and he was having a hard time fighting it for control. He wondered how she’d managed to pull this off, having been unable to move her legs. She must have healed faster than they’d anticipated and played on the injury. The hole in the floorboards...