No one else slept up here, so as soon as they reached the hall, he started kissing Ryenne again. They bumped into the walls a couple of times as passion grew between them, glorying in the feel of each other’s hands and lips and skin.
In his room, he kicked the door shut, threw off his shirt, and pushed Ryenne onto the bed, a little more roughly than he would normally treat her.
She smiled and grabbed him by the hair, pulled his face to hers. Soft lips and cold hands sizzled on his hot skin. Her long legs wrapped around his waist, causing her dress to ride up her warm thighs as his cock strained against his pants.
He couldn’t wait any longer. “Ready?”
Excerpt from Wolves of Paris, Shifter Hunters Ltd. Book 2
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