Triss could only grin at his clear reaction to her. Enjoying every moment of this. She’d never had so much of a wolf before. His attention, affection, and love. She alternated between returning his kisses, to nipping at his throat. Pressing her body against him, so as much of her as possible was connected to him. They’d only coupled the once, but she was more than ready for a repeat. Maybe she’d forgotten something of the first experience. They couldn’t have that, right?
She brought her mouth to his ear, and her whisper was laden with affection and amusement. “Here, or in a den?” she hissed into the appendage. The expectation in her voice made it clear she was expecting it either way.
