Chapter 37 A Knock On The Door

• Even with features distorted by his half transformation, Nicholette recognized the message in his eyes: he was taking her again. Just as when she fell flat on the bed, and he took that as an invitation to bury his immense organ in her from behind, when Nicholette pushed herself away from him and turned, he took it as an invitation to invade her throat with it. The wolf instinct was to go through the female, even if it choked her.
• Nicholette dodged that spear just in time. Rafe already had his hand around her whole head and was thrusting himself to her lips. She felt it grazing her cheek, smearing her face with all the collected liquids from the night. Rafe smiled and went for it again, but Nicholette wouldn't allow it.
• “Rafe, stop! Down, boy! Down!”