Warning: Mature Content Ahead!
Morgan stands under the cascading jets of the rain shower, the water pounding against his broad shoulders. He grins down at Heidi, her butterscotch hair plastered to her neck and back. The bathroom steams up around them, the air filled with the scent of pine-scented soap and the musky edge of arousal that always hits him like a full moon's pull. Damn, this is it, he thinks, his inner wolf rumbling in approval. Nothing beats getting filthy under all this clean water. It's like the universe's way of saying, 'Go ahead, make a mess.'
Heidi tilts her head back, letting the water sluice over her face, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. She's a vision, all curves and feral energy, her green eyes flashing with that mix of challenge and invitation that drives him insane.
