Darius’ POV
Clara's breath was warm against my ear, her naked body inches from mine.
My wolf howled within me, demanding I claim her right there by the stream. Every muscle in my body tensed with the effort of restraining myself.
"I always know where to find you," I managed to say, keeping my voice steady despite the fire racing through my veins.
Her lips curved into a smile that promised sin. "Do you now?"
She moved closer, water droplets sliding down her skin in paths I ached to trace with my tongue. I reached for her, my hands finding her waist, wet and smooth beneath my fingers.
For a moment, she leaned into my touch, her eyes darkening with desire that matched my own. Then, just as I was about to pull her against me, she slipped out of my grasp with the grace of a nymph.
"Too
