CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

NADIA

If only wishes could become… horses!

Their eyes burned into me with an intensity that held different emotions. I saw it.

Two wolves leaned closer to me and instead of hurting me, breathed softly on my neck and kissed me. Their lips held mine with passion and as they moved around my body, it seemed like fire, hot and burning yet a sensation that seemed rather pleasing.

One of the wolves kissed me up to my ankles while the other moaned into my mouth, his lips holding desires that I could not exactly explain.

It was slow and passionate, and every one of their actions felt like...