Samantha felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine. They were playing a dangerous game, one that felt like walking on the edge of a knife. But despite the intensity of the moment, there was a gentleness between them, a mutual understanding that they were all exploring something new, something still fragile.
Marcus's fingers grazed her arm lightly, a deliberate touch, testing her reaction. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, his voice carrying that velvet smoothness she was accustomed to, though now it was laced with something darker, more primal.
She nodded, feeling the warmth of Kai's breath against the back of her neck, the heat of his presence making her hyperaware of the way her body reacted to both of them. "I'm fine," she whispered, though her voice betrayed her. She wasn't sure if it was the wolf blood making her pulse with restless energy, or the two powerful men surrounding her, each pulling her in opposite yet equally compelling directions.
