Quirin

The moment Raif caught Echo and began mating her, I knew we were in trouble. That same light, the same warm glow, the same rapturous explosion of pleasure blasted through our body, just like it had when I mated with Kennedy.

After that, there was no controlling Raif. He lost all restraint, getting engrossed in the excitement of the hunt and bliss of their mating. Echo had finally collapsed back at the overhang, before I could get Raif under control again.

‘Dammit, Raif!’

‘Quirin… ...