Chapter 61: Aiden

Frost is running through the forest, running through the fall leaves that tumble down around us. Wolves should run together. He is alone, because his Mate cannot keep up. He stops, and howls, because he is alone.

“Don’t worry. I can ride,” Sarah says, and her horse rushes past, chasing the wind. Frost joins the race, leaping after her laughter. The ground flashes past beneath us. This is right. This is what wolves should do. Sarah is our Mate, and we should run together.

I catch her in my arms, breathless and laughing as we tumble to the ground and I land on my back. She sits astride me, her thighs around my hips, smiling at me from the cloud of her hair. Her breasts sway slightly as she leans forward. I buck up into her and she laughs again, drawing patterns with her nails across my bare chest.

“Do you like what you see?” she asks, reaching down with her other hand to stroke me into hardness. I’m half way there already. “Mmmm, you do, don’t you?”

“Sa