I try not to blush when I see Caelan walking in front of his fellow demon wolves. I don't think anyone knows what happened between us yesterday, but that doesn't matter since everyone already knows that I'm in love with him.
I can't get the image of him on top of me out of my head, neither can I stop the soreness between my legs. I'm not complaining about it; however, I love the feeling; it's a reminder of what happened between us yesterday. My hunger for Caelan has only intensified after sleeping with him.
His gaze finally lifts to meet my own, and time seems to stop in those magical few seconds. His lips lift for a second, and I have to wonder if he was about to smile but stopped himself.
The men line up one after the next, just like yesterday. They said that they've been practicing t
