"Did you enjoy your punishment, little wolf?"
Landon's deep voice rumbled against my ear, his breath hot on my neck as I struggled to regulate my breathing. My legs were still trembling from the intensity of our shared pleasure, my inner walls quivering around his slowly softening length.
"That was... punishment?" I managed to gasp out, my voice hoarse from trying to stay quiet.
He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through his chest and into mine. "You seemed to enjoy it a little too much for it to be effective." His hands slid from my thighs to my waist, steadying me as he finally withdrew from my body.
I bit my lip at the sensation, mourning the loss of his fullness even as relief washed over me that we hadn't been discovered. The pantry suddenly felt too small, too intimate, too charged with the scent of our coupling.
"We should go back," I whispered, attempting to straighten my skirts. "People will wonder where we are."
