YENA "Want it? Tell me..." "please..." I tilted my head back and gasped for breath, moaning. I couldn't take my hand away, the intense heat from his body rushed into my fingers, stinging my arm, making my whole body warm. I don't know how he appeared, but the one I brought back to the cave was a wounded wolf. But when I woke up, there was only a stranger beside me, no wolf. Then we were uncontrollably attracted to each other's bodies— He shifted his weight towards me, and my fingers sank into the hot, bleeding wound. He let out a deep growl. I ran my bloodstained fingertips over his chest, which was covered in mud and matted into thick, rough hair. He brought his face closer, his lips against mine. His hot breath flooded my mouth, he touched my face, and ran a big rough hand down my cheek, along my neck and side. Resting his hand on the thick curve of my hip, he squeezed hard. My blood felt like it was on fire. I can't take it anymore. I gasped and lunged at him, and he wrapp
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