Sable

This massive, powerful, controlled man wants me.

Needs me.

And I need him too.

“Ridge, I…” My tongue darts out to lick my lips, tasting the addictive flavor of him on my skin. I don’t know quite what I want to say, what I want to ask for, but I hope he can understand.

The wolf shifter’s amber eyes almost seem to glow in the fading light. He opens his mouth to speak when a soft noise comes from behind the cabin.

He goes tense, his gaze darting to the back door.

“Do you think they’re already back?” I ask, confused by his reaction. If it were only Trystan,...