Lesley's POV

Cedrick – I realized – was a man of his word.

Just seconds after stating he liked hearing me beg, he had us home in bed, kissing me hard, deeply and so possessively that I for the moment forgot my own name. My body was on fire from anticipation and my wolf was howling her joy. I wanted him...

On me!

In me!

NOW!

I let my hands trail down his firm back until I found the hem of his T-shirt. But the second I started to pull it up, Cedrick quickly caught my hand and broke off the kiss, leaving me whimpering and longing for more.

"I...