Ivan
'Tell her you need to stop.' The more rational side of my mind yells at me, but I don't listen. I should show control, but I can't. Not with Nefra; it's impossible to ignore her desire.
Nefra locks her ankles together, and my eyes cross with pleasure and frustration. This shouldn't be happening here. Making out was one thing; having sex was another. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop me from craving my mate. I know what I want, but my hatred for this place keeps getting in the way. There's a scent and an unknowable feeling that we shouldn't be here. It's a strange, primal instinct that puts my wolf on edge.
Still… I find myself wanting to ignore all the danger. But how am I supposed to stop when she's panting at me? Pulling my jersey until my arms stop her.
'All you have to do is tell her to stop.'
I can't.
