Chapter 71

Lyra

The second he lined up behind me, my legs nearly gave out.

I was still in my wolf form, my tail lifted, my chest pressed into the bed, my whole body trembling from how hard I was trying to stay still. Damon was behind me, naked again, in his human body now—huge, covered in sweat, his cock throbbing and hard and dripping as it pressed right against my swollen, soaked entrance.

I was panting.

Literally panting like a wild animal. My tongue was hanging out. My paws were clawing at the sheets. My heat was so loud inside my head I could barely hear myself think.

And I was narrating every single second of it in my own mind like I was giving a live sex commentary.

Oh my God. He’s gonna do it. He’s actually going to fuck me in wolf form. I can feel it. He’s right there. His cock is so hot. I swear to the Moon, it’s pulsing. He hasn’t even pushed in and I already feel full. I’m so wet. I’m dripping. I think I left a stain on the bed. That’s so