Lilia POV

A nuzzle at her neck brought her out of her warm, dreamy state. Her eyes opened, then filled with Dane, who lay facing her, his arms around her.

“Mmmm.”

He rubbed noses with her. “That was a wolfish rumble. The kind a well-loved Luna makes.”

She stretched languidly in his embrace, tangling her legs in his, feeling the sharp but exquisite soreness between her thighs. That pain had been brief, and vanished as she became one ...