If you enjoy music while reading, try "Lonely" by Nathan Wagner while reading this and the next two chapters. It's what I listened to while writing them!
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~ ZEV ~
Desire hummed in Zev's bones.
When Sasha pulled him back into the kiss it was a frantic fight with himself not to tear her leggings off and take her like the beast within him that yearned for release.
He gave in to the temptation to pull her head back, to taste her throat, to graze his teeth along the arch of it, then latch onto her skin and suck until she gasped and clung to his shoulders.
Sasha was bent backwards, fingers digging into his shoulders to press herself against him, her legs hard against the bed. He longed to pick her up and throw her onto the furs, to cover her and take her, to give his wolf's voice to his love and possession.
