Alexander's POV
I woke up drenched in sweat, my c**k hard as steel against my stomach, my heart hammering against my ribcage.
The dream had been so f*****g real this time—her soft body writhing beneath mine, her wet heat gripping me like a vise as I thrust deep inside her.
Her nails had raked down my back, leaving trails of exquisite fire while her thighs squeezed my hips, urging me deeper, harder.
"f**k me, Alex," she'd begged, her voice a desperate whimper that drove my wolf wild. " Make me yours again."
Her scent had filled my lungs—wildflowers and honey mixed with the intoxicating musk of her arousal. I'd buried my face in the crook of her neck, teeth grazing the soft flesh there as she clenched around me, her climax triggering my own.
The sensation of completeness,
