His cock is rock hard and ready for her, and he skims his hands forward over the smooth skin of her back. He takes his time, but he can feel her panting, smell her intense arousal. She wants him to finish the claiming, but this is special, and he won’t be rushed. He threads his fingers through her long black hair, like a sheet of night cascading along her back, over her shoulders, and hanging down to caress her plump breasts. He can barely see them below her body, but his cock pulses at the sight. He makes contact with her entrance, but stops short of penetrating… not yet. She whimpers, and her hips buck against him, urging him on. He slides one hand back to her hip to hold her still, gripping hard enough to give warning, but he keeps his claws and his wolf at bay. He doesn’t want to mark her creamy white flesh… his other hand reaches into her hair, fists it, and pulls her head back, exposing her neck and turning her face toward him.It’s Mia.A small shock runs through him, a tiny surprise, but he knew it would be her.
