Chapter 14 🐺

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Analia's breath hitched in her throat, while her body felt consumed by a strange heat, caused by his closeness, where she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin and smell his intoxicating scent. San then proceeds to gently kiss her lips and without hesitation she melted into the kiss, which made San's heart feel elated and brave enough to run his tongue along her bottom lip which Analia knew was his way of asking permission to deepen the kiss.

Analia slightly parted her lips, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth where their tongue battle for dominance until San captures Analia's tongue and sucks on it until it went numb and a soft whimper like moan escaped from Analia.

San breaks the kiss and looks at Analia, whose cheeks are now completely flushed, making her look adorable to him. He pulls her into his arms and holds her tightly against his chest, holding her until he could feel her rapid heartbeat slow down, while also inhaling her scent—or, should he say, the scent of his mate, whom he has been dreaming of for so long.

Meanwhile, Analia felt like she was in some sort of trance because she knew she should be running for her life after seeing San transform before her eyes, but then there was the side of her that felt like she was finally where she belonged, with San, and in his arms, just as she was now.

For a moment, San's inner wolf comes forward and lets out an excited howl, which startled Analia. She quickly looked up at his face and saw he still looked his normal handsome human form, although howling like a wolf.

At first, she thought he was going to transition into his wolf form and maybe attack her, but instead, she watched him stop howling and look back down at her. With an awkward smile, he said, "Sorry, my wolf has been waiting so long for you that he couldn't help himself."

Analia giggles at San's comment, then with a smile tells him, "If I'm going to be the possible mate of a werewolf, I guess I need to get used to the howling and stuff, right?"

San: "You need to stop saying 'possible mate' because you are my mate and Luna, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Analia: "So you're seriously not even going to give me a chance to think about it and get used to the idea first?"

San tilts his head and bites on his lower lip and pretends to think about what she just said then finally smirks and tells her, "the only thing you need to get use to the idea of being treated like the queen you are ", then proceeds to lean in and give her a kiss which she didn't refuse as there was just something addictive about him especially his kisses.

His kisses felt delicate but yet full of passion, or at least that's what Analia feels, infact the mere touch of his hand triggers this uncontrollable heat to radiate throughout her body. Analia melts into the kiss, while he weaves his fingers through her wavey /curly hair until he reaches the back of her head where he slightly tugs on it making her tilt her head back and expose her neck to him.

He proceeds moves his kisses along her jawline, then lick the outer shell of her ear then sucks on it, making her let out a soft gasp like moan, which made him smirk then move his kisses down her neck which he nibbles on leaving his mark on his mate.

His hands slide down her waist as if trying to memorize her curves. His hands reach her ass which he gives a squeeze, making her gasp while he lifts her left leg and wraps it around his waist, giving him the perfect angle to grind his trapped erection against her wet covered core.

He attaches his lips to hers once more, making her want to drink in every part of him, like a glass of fine wine but then him thrusting himself against her wet core made her release a moan.

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