"Now you're babbling? We've been walking together for almost two days, and you barely said a word."
She chuckled against his neck as he laid his head back down. "I couldn't think of anything to say then. I was nearly senseless, and I realized I don't know your real name. What if I accidentally have sex with you, and I don't know your full name?"
"Oh, really? Be careful, in case you trip and fall onto my dick." His husky laugh throbbed through them both. "Accidents happen you know."
"Shut up. You know what I mean," she smiled.
"Achlys," he muttered.
"What?"
"What?"
"That's my middle name."
"Seriously, Rich Achlys?" She raised her eyebrows.
Ulrich Adam's apple bobbed against her forehead as he chuckled. "What's wrong with Achyls?"
"You're a wolf named after the most powerful vampire back in the 17th century?" She rolled her eyes. "Really?"
"Really… and hey, I like the name."
