"Why do you want to know?" he asked, his gaze lingering on her as if searching for the truth in her eyes.
"Just answer my question, Kaito," she demanded, her eyes glowing with a force he did not expect. A smile tugged at his lips. He was impressed by how much she had grown in such a short ti.
"Adam," he whispered, his fingers sliding in and out of her folds. A soft gasp left her lips, yet she refused to give in. He liked it, the defiance in her eyes, the way she fought to hold her ground. It was convincing him that she would do just fine.
Her brows drew together, but she did not complain even though it was a strange na for a wolf. Instead, she muttered, "I want Adam to take charge."
"Okay, Luna." Kaito closed his eyes, leaning closer until his lips touched hers. She pulled him in, her hands running through his hair, her body pressed against his warmth. He could feel the rise of her chest against him, the soft weight of her breasts.
But then he pulled away with sudden laughter. The sound made her frown in confusion. "Adams? Sweetheart, do you really think that’s what my wolf would be called?"
Angela’s face hardened. She pulled away from him and rose from the bed. Anger burned in her eyes. He knew the joke had gone too far. She rolled her eyes and stord into the bathroom, leaving him behind.
Inside, she turned on the shower and stepped beneath the stream of water. Her heart raced as fast as a car speeding down an open road. Maybe it was a mistake to walk away, especially when her body still ached for him, screaming for more.
But Stormy told her to walk away. Angela wasn’t sure if she should listen to her wolf or ignore her.
"Why do you insist I call his wolf?" she asked in a whisper.
"Because you want to see that side of him no one else has ever seen," Mighty-Storm answered from within her. "And if you tell him, you can awaken too. I will be the wildness you never imagined."
Angela let the water cascade over her head. She had already taken off her wig, and now her fingers ran through the length of her hair. It was longer than the last ti she had cared to notice, thick and untad, proof of her primal bloodline.
Her hands slid from her hair to her neck as she tilted her head back to face the shower. She held her breath, letting the water strike her face and cool her burning skin. Yet deep inside, her hunger only grew. His touch had awakened sothing she didn’t know she carried, a craving so strong it felt as though she would wither without him.
As if he had heard her thoughts, the door creaked open. She lowered her gaze with a small smile as she listened to the sound of footsteps drawing closer. Each step made her heart pound hard inside her chest. He joined her in the shower, standing close behind her, his presence filling the space before she even turned.
A cold shiver raced down her spine when his body pressed against hers. He was bare, his heat sinking into her skin. Angela gasped softly, closing her hands into fists when his palms road her body. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them until a moan escaped her lips, the ache blending with desire. She leaned back against him, her head falling over his shoulder as his hand slid down to stroke her folds.
His mouth found hers, kissing her slowly, deeply, making her tremble. She knew it was not his wolf, not yet, it was still Kaito. But it did not matter because she loved the way he touched her. She had imagined this kind of intimacy in the shower before, but never with a werewolf. Now Kaito was about to turn that fantasy into reality.
It was bliss until he suddenly shoved her forward, her palms pressing against the wet wall to keep her balance. Before she could catch her breath, he pushed himself inside her. She cried out at the sudden intrusion, her body tight as he pressed harder until he was buried deep within her.
He gave her no ti to process it. His hand landed on her a*ss with a sharp spank, then slid to her neck. His grip tightened, not cruel but firm, nothing like the way Renn had done. This was different. She could feel the air leaving her, the edge of choking, yet it sent waves of pleasure rushing through her.
"Co on, Kaito, fuck ," she whispered, her voice broken, her legs trembling as they barely held her up. "We have both waited for this mont. Show your strength, beast."
Her plea barely left her lips before he started slamming into her with a speed that made her lose her words. Her thoughts scattered, her voice faltered, her body shaking as he pounded into her again and again. The sound of skin eting skin echoed through the bathroom, making her fear that soone outside might hear them, but the fear only fed the fire inside her.
His hand gripped the back of her neck as he drove into her, holding her in place, forcing her to feel every thrust deep in her core. Angela moaned louder, her body quivering as he took her to places she had never been before. He stayed silent, relentless, and it made her wonder if he was lost in his own desire or simply a different kind of lover who did not need words.
"Co on daddy, yes, fuck like that," Angela moaned, begging him to go faster. She felt his cock deep inside her, hitting all the right places. He was not just big but long, and though it hurt at first, the pain soon lted into pleasure. The way he filled her made her body crave more with every thrust
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