Thalion steps back slightly, alerted by my cries of pain. His bright eyes frighten me a little, but the mood is so filled with desire that I banish this fear with the blink of an eye. The werewolf is in a kind of trance which I completely understand, because I feel the same. He could do whatever he wants to me that I would say yes to all his unmentionable fantasies.

"Maggie, I have to warn you this is going to be painful and sometimes I couldn't control myself. I'll try to be as gentle as possible, but I'm not promising you anything.

His breathing is completely disordered and knowing...