Gently, he moved his thumb over to the center and began to move it in a slow, tantalizing circle across my swollen clit. My pussy lips, already soaked, practically throbbed at his touch and it was all I could do not to squirm and ache and beg for him to just give me what I wanted already.But he sta
HannahI awoke with a start, the warm sun against my cheek doing little to quell my sudden jolt. The white sheets against my skin felt soft and warm but unfamiliar, and for a moment, panic gripped me.This wasn’t my bed. These pillows, though plush and stuffed with down, weren’t mine. The curtains h
“Come in,” Noah called, his voice muffled through the heavy wood.I stepped inside, and immediately felt his eyes stick to me like my skin was made of glue. His gaze seemed to caress my body, and I felt a blush creeping up my neck. Our eyes met, and for a moment, neither of us spoke. The tension in
HannahThe weeks leading up to the Summer Hunt passed by faster than I expected—even faster than the days leading up to the charity gala, even though the length was actually longer.Noah and I worked side by side, true to our agreement to extend the divorce for another two months. But the tension be
“You’ve outdone yourself once again,” Viona said, appearing at my elbow with a clipboard in hand. She had remained as my assistant lately even though she had found a new temporary living situation, and I was glad to have her by my side. “This place looks amazing.”I smiled, glancing around at the de
HannahMy paws thundered against the forest floor, my lungs filled with the scent and weight of damp, thick forest air. I wove around trees, leaped over fallen logs, burst through thickets and eventually came to rest for a moment at the top of a large, smooth boulder.Noah bounded up alongside me, h
Shifting back himself, Noah stared at me, his eyes wide with what looked like awe. Slowly, he approached, dropping to a crouch in front of me and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket.“There, killer,” he whispered, gently wiping the blood from my mouth. His touch was tender, a stark contrast to th
HannahThe feast was in full swing, the aroma of roasted deer filling the thick forest air and mingling with the lively sounds of the live music.I meandered my way through the crowd, casually sipping a glass of iced tea. My muscles still felt loose and relaxed after that run through the forest, the
“Almost done…” she murmured, leaning in with a touch of gloss for my lips. I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked, as if I were some delicate art piece she was trying to perfect. Finally, she stepped back with a smile. “There. Now, the dress.” Amber was already at my side, helping m
Hannah The next morning, I woke with a flutter in my stomach that had nothing to do with morning sickness. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked up at the ceiling, letting that first realization sink in. It was the day of our wedding. In le
Hannah Mornings had gotten louder since Melody learned to walk. And she wasn’t just walking—she was trying to run, arms flapping and her chubby legs barely holding her up as she went. This morning, she seemed to be hell bent on dashing down the hallway as Noah tried to brush his teeth and I hunted
I laughed, hoping it sounded more natural than I felt. “Hey, I can spoil you once in a while if I want. Just because it’s a Thursday doesn’t mean I can’t surprise you.” We chatted about our day as we ate, filling each other in on all the usual things. But every so often, his eyes would flicker to
Hannah My hands shook a little as I straightened the delicate flower crown over Melody’s soft hair, adjusting it so the petals framed her tiny face just right. She blinked up at me with those wide, innocent eyes, slapping her hands contentedly on the top of her high chair. I smiled as I ran my f
Hannah By the time we stepped out of the ring, it felt as if my entire body was on fire. Every muscle seemed to be taut, every heartbeat one thump away from shifting. I couldn’t tell if I wanted to run circles around the building or maybe tear up the walls like a caged animal. What was wrong wit
Hannah For what felt like the hundredth time that morning, I sidestepped Drake’s punch with ease, narrowly dodging his hook. Training with him had become an obsession of mine lately. He’d pushed me in ways I hadn’t expected, helping me learn how to use my speed and endurance instead of relying on
Noah pushed himself harder, letting out a playful howl as he gained on her, the hunt pulsing through his veins like a drug. She glanced back, her ears twitching, and he saw her eyes flash with excitement before she put on an extra burst of speed. It became a game of cat and mouse, each of them pus
Noah For the millionth time that morning, Noah’s gaze drifted from the stack of papers on his desk to the stretch of forest that was visible through the office window. The afternoon light filtered through the trees, casting that familiar, deep green hue over the landscape. Just seeing the expans