"Elty," Tania rasped. "You are hurting me." She too was feeling lusty, but she would shake her head every now and then to come out of the haze.
"Tania!" he growled and stopped his horse. "I want to—" His breathing became heavy. "I want to fuck you hard!"
"If you do that, I am afraid then you won't be able to come out of the trance," she warned him.
His wolf growled inside him, wanting to be free and be with his mate. "Then—" All of a sudden, he dismounted his horse, growling and howling. He shifted. With his bare fangs he looked at a shocked Tania. Wind, his horse, was used to his master and so he didn't run away. It stood like a rock next to his master.
