FeatherWizz
Their lips crashed together and he gently threw me onto his bed, lust evidently burning in his eyes. Their lips locked once more and my fingers tangled in his wild hair. He suddenly pulled away, me groaning in protest at the empty feeling on my aching lips. His body hovered over mine as his gazed slowly dropped to my bare stomach, wandering downwards until it stopped at its desired destination. The throbbing in between my legs deepened, scorching desire burning inside of me.
He was the wolf, I was the prey.