riding the aftershock beside you

She knew that he couldn’t see her or the way her body draped over him, but she wouldn’t dare to neglect his other senses. She couldn’t help the feeling of lust that held her tightly, Magnus did something to her that was hard to ignore. Responsibility and sensibility were much more difficult with his arms around her. Maybe it was rude to be so open, especially in a pack that was not her own, but as Magnus relaxed and made obvious how much he didn’t care so did the once Empress. She had been judged time and time again, and as she grew older other wolves opinions of her meant less and less. She had no real title to defend and any honor she held onto was now long gone. Deathbelle was free to do whatever she wanted, and she wanted to do Magnus right here.

He couldn’t see, but she could, and she loved the way his eyes slid shut and he held himself back as he savored the tempting touch of her sharp claws. Her grin widened and she indulged in indulging him. ”It’s dangerous.” She whispered as he kissed the sensitive skin of her throat. ”Who knows who might find us.” Belle warned him, but her voice said everything her words didn't. Being out in the open would be a thrill.