Riley's POV 

My brain tried to focus on that question—but another orgasm crashed over me before I could think straight.

I screamed loudly, my pussy clamping down on his fingers again while he kept repeating it against my clit.

“Aemoria… Mine… Aemoria…”

His voice sounded completely feral, like this side of him and whatever was left of his wolf were fighting to claim me with that name.

I couldn’t stop coming.

The fourth orgasm hit right on top of the third, and my vision went blurry.

My whole body jerked as more wetness burst out, soaking his face completely. Gunnar growled louder and licked faster, drinking it all up while...