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Vivian stared at the knot, amused and wondering how that negligible little protrusion held such an important role in the Lycan legacy. She looked up, locking eyes with Ronan.
His gaze was dark, intense, and predatory.
Vivian's lips curled up challengingly, daring the Lycan Alpha to intimidate or cease her from exploring further. However, Ronan had already abandoned any intentions to restrict her.
Her lust had won over the objections he previously placed.
Vivian squeezed his length with one hand, probing the knot with her thumb on the other hand. Ronan's eyes darkened further, and he hissed through his teeth, hands fisting the sheets on either side of him.
He watched as Vivian lowered herself like a she-wolf prowling into a hunting stance. The delicious sight made his mind reel with images of her beautiful wolf form. After all, he'd only seen it once when she first crossed the border into ShadowFall.
