An overwhelming need to pee woke Natalie up the next morning. The rays of moonlight peeking through the curtains had been replaced by sunlight, showing off the beauty of the early morning. Her intention to stretch was inhibited by the tanned, muscly arm and leg belonging to the wolf behind her, both of which were draped over her as if to trap her there. She smiled at that. Then her smile widened as she recalled being woken a few times in the night. Yeah, it could be said that they had engaged in a sexual marathon. Dominic was insatiable and had impressive stamina, even for a werewolf.
Natalie wriggled out from under his hold and went to answer the call of nature. She found herself staring longingly at the luxurious tub – a hot bath sounded fabulous… but her rumbling stomach had other ideas.
