Isobel gasped at the feel of his hand, and she gave control over to her wolf, Mheegan.
“Please.” Mheegan breathed as he slid one finger inside her. Mheegan moved her hips upwards, wanting more.
“All wet again. You will require another bath, my darling. I think it best we take this to our bed.” He climbed out of the bathtub, picking her up bridal style. She rested her arms around his neck, and her head on his shoulder.
Her wolf heat dried her body immediately. He put her down on the bed, lying down beside her. She gasped when he slid his finger back inside her. She lifted her hips into his touch, moaning. He slid a second inside her, feeling her tighten around him.
“OW.” She flinched then moaned, but he didn’t stop.
“Mheegan, Isobel, are you both sure? You are still bruised from last
