~ CAIN ~

Each brush of Catherine’s delicate fingers against my skin is pure torture. It’s too little… yet just enough.

Up until now, I haven’t known if she would truly accept me. Even with the tension burning between us, even as my body produces the pheromones designed to pull her to me, I haven’t been sure if she’d let it go this far.

But now, as she touches me, her hands hesitant but certain, I can’t stop the growl of satisfaction that rumbles in my ...