Heat

Miller Jones, Lycan King.

We both share the same bed. She’s naked and blissfully asleep in my arms. I take in her beauty, purity, and tranquility. I’m satisfied with the moment since I can feel her warmth radiating from her body. I gently kiss her forehead and whisper. She is very stunning. I keep looking and cherishing my mate. I never want to be with him. The mate who irritates and feels hostility toward her most. The mate that I want to kill. In my eyes, the mate seems to be an adversary. Her excitement hit me again as she twisted in my arms. It’s quite powerful, and it immediately causes my shaft to stand up. She’s torturing me.

Miller, you’re finished. Nobody can protect you from her claws. What a cunning mate she is. Her scent continues to entice me. Even though I loathe it, I can’t help but want her. I want to take back what is rightfully mine, but my dumb ego will not let me. I’d like to worship her body. I want to satisfy her completely. I want to claim and mark her, making i