Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 401 Don’t Stop I’m Already Burning

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By the time the two wolves finally returned to the lake, panting and breathless, dawn had already begun creeping up the pine branches with gentle knocks of light.

Emma nuzzled against Flex’s neck, letting out a low, satisfied hum.

Once they’d run their fill, the wolves yielded control back to Landon and Tessa.

When their human forms returned, snowflakes and a few pine needles clung to their hair.

Landon pulled Tessa into his arms; his lips found her carlobe in a teasing bite. “Now… this time is ours,” he murmured.

His voice was hoarse with desire. “Tessie, I want to have all of you… every last part.”

He didn’t finish his sentence–Tessa pressed her lips to his in an eager, searing kiss that told him everything he needed to know.

Her hands were swift; she stripped off his coat without hesitation. That last sliver of restraint within Landon shattered completely.

He clutched her tightly, breathing like fire in a snowstorm; the very air between them ignited.

Tessa couldn’t wait–she tore at his thin shirt with desperation, shredding it in seconds.

across his firm chest and the ridges of his abs–places she’d fantasized about

the snow, their clothes piled up one after

down, shielding her with his coat to keep the cold ground from

Tessa was burning up; her whole body radiated heat. She needed him so badly that even the icy earth could never cool

her down, she arched up, catching his Adam’s apple between

wet. A low growl tore from

Landon ripped her sweater apart–shreds fluttering down to

bare beneath the pale light of morning, her smooth skin gleaming, curves hypnotic. The soft rise and fall of her chest, breathless and flushed, drove him wild with

reached out as if in worship, rough palms sliding reverently over her tender body. The callouses on his hands made her

breath came hard. One hand traced her rounded shoulder, then moved down–cup

her soft flesh molded to his hand, reshaping

the full swell of

“Ah!”

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he kneaded her breasts more roughly now, one hand, then both completely lost in the intimate paradise, that was hers and hers

glow with a faint flush; only then did

right hand drifted lower, brushing her waist, fingers tracing lazy circles on her flat stomach. Each stroke sent sparks skittering through

his lips took over. He kissed down her body, finally reaching her pert breasts. His

“Ah… don’t do that…”