Lethia's whispered words in Renar's ear only made his body burn hotter, aching for more.
He had just taken two more pills an hour ago while keeping her company at dinner, so there was no way he would lose control and shift into a beast.
So… should he really believe that the spirit he never even acknowledged was the one driving them into this madness?
He couldn't bring himself to care anymore. Instead, he pulled her against him, locking her in his embrace and burying his face in her neck.
Lethia, startled by his sudden move, found herself unable to roll her hips any longer.
But Renar merely adjusted, bending his thighs slightly so that the friction stayed right where it needed to be with more intensity.
His thick length glided harder against her folds, caught between her lips like it was meant to slip inside.
