Ryder
She turned away from Hugo and his naked body after taking him in, to pick up her cloak. She doubted she could handle him or satisfy a man like him either. Only to find him standing right behind her. Had moved so damned fast she’d not even heard him take a step, his mouth touched her ear softly.
His voice was soft, and she thought deep and filled with desire. “I’ll cater to all your needs, Ryder. I’ll let you be in complete control of everything that happens, if that is what you need to happen.” He murmured.
She stopped walking as she really thought about it, and felt his mouth curve into a smile against her ear. She was 27 and knew nothing about s*x other than wolves took it for themselves, uncaring of whether others wanted it, and she’d killed many for doing so.
Could she trust
