The warm touch enveloped Johnny, his face turning slightly red, even the roots of his ears blushingly so.

The fluttering he felt for Taya was always suppressed, but at the moment he kissed her, he seemed to be a little unable to hold back.

His heart pounded, but he had to restrain the surging emotions as Taya had a mated-wolf and a pup.

He nervously squeezed his palms and looked at Taya, who was frowning at him, "I didn't mean to."

Taya knew he didn't mean to, but still gave him a stern look, "Be more careful."

Johnny grabbed the blanket, covering their heads. "What are you doing?"

Struggling, Taya...