22-2: burning awakening

Emmanuelle straightened her head and began to undulate her hips again. She did not want to think, at the moment, about the problems to come but only to enjoy the presence of her beloved at her side.

She accepted everything about him.

Just as her vampiric nature wanted everything from him.

Harry placed his hands on her hips and began to lick the spot between the birth of her neck and shoulder, where he would leave his mark later.

He was proud of himself and his animal side. He was proud to have been able to control himself and especially to control his wolf completely.

Till was content to purr in the back of his mind. The wolf was far too pleased to bear the mark of their Mate, and more importantly, he was waiting to mark her in turn.

Harry suddenly lifted Emmanuelle from the bed and started toward the wooden door.

She peeled her lips from his for a moment:

"What are you doing?"

Then she let out a moan of pleasure as her back made contact with the hardwood. The angle was perfect, and sh