I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to remain calm as I made the decision to get up. But before I could move, she wrapped herself around me in her sleep. Her face pressed into the curve of my neck, her soft breaths warming my skin, while her arm and even one leg clung to me as though she never intended to let me go.
Damn it.
What was she doing?
It was already unbearable, resisting her when she was so close, her bare body pressed against mine, her intoxicating scent stirring my wolf. And now, in the early morning, when my cock was hard and throbbing, she held me like this.
Struggling to keep control, and tried to shift her away without waking her. Instead, she moved against me, rubbing against my cock as a soft moan escaped her lips.
My entire body stiffened.
"Are you asking for trouble?" My voice came out hoarse, strained with restraint.
