My wolf absolutely howls inside of me, telling me to do ridiculous things as she always does. Kiss him! Jump on top of him, wrap your legs around his waist, he likes that! See if you can get his pants off - he just put them on -

But I shake my head, willfully trying to ignore her, because the sensible part of me knows that Luca is right that this is not how I want this to happen.

"See?" he says, smirking at me, a little smug as he pulls himself away a little bit, pausing his hand's work to get my dress up over my hip. "I didn't think so."

"Hey!" I snarl, offended - because, I mean, I didn't make my decision yet!

Yes! My wolf shouts, encouraging me forward. Grab him! Make him kiss us again! Take the stupid dress off! Why did we let Daphne pick such a complicated dress - we should have worn something with snaps

"What?" Luca says, pausing and coming just an inch closer, teasing me now. "Come on, Ariel -let's wait until after the match - then I can actually take you to bed, a real bed -"

get to tell me what I want?" I ask, frowning up at him, starting to get a little pissed now if I'm being honest. Because I mean, he actually is

damn it, why did he know that

then to my neck - a soft, lingering one that makes

my skin - it's torture, and he knows it. My hands tighten against the skin of his back, my nails digging just slightly into him, and

pressing a soft kiss to my mouth. "And...well, I know what you can handle." He hesitates here, just for a second. "I'm...more experienced

hard, but with

breaks into a smile and a little growl rumbles in his chest. "I know you can't handle me, Ariel," he murmurs, his voice dipping lower in a way that - god, that makes the heat in me grow more steadily. "Not yet, at least. We need to get your body used to this a little more before we start doing adventurous things like a quickie in a locker room. You're trying to run before you can walk." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

his chest, fully pissed now. "That is so rude, Luca," I snarl, lifting my chin up

even, bunching my dress up more, slipping his hand beneath the hem of it and sliding his palm steadily upwards unti his hand cups my ass,

gasp again, my eyes going wide, any protests falling dead on my

head

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