Isaac cried out in surprise at the sudden rush of feeling and arousal slamming into him like a freight train, eyes comically wide as his knees buckled. Slumping against the wall, he gazed up at the approaching figure, pleading with his eyes as he let out a pitiful little whimper.
“Yes,” she said with relish, pleased by the claiming. Into his hair she murmured, “Can other wolves smell me on you? And you on me?”
Nipping and licking at her flesh, he nodded and smiled up at her, lazily scratching at her hips. “They’ll know that we belong to and love each other, yes. I’ve claimed you as mine now.”
She chuckled, and stretched beneath him. “Do you feel better now?” she asked solicitously.