*Anders*
I smile at her as I run my fingers along her back. The scars from Erik’s mistake have long faded, but the remnants remain. She’s always been so strong and brave.
“What?” she asks me nervously. “Why are you smiling like that?”
“I wanted to make you relax,” I admit. “It seems to have worked.”
She nods against the fur under her face. “It did.”
I’m glad she’s relaxed and that I was able to make her feel this way. That was, without a doubt, the best s*x of my life. I was worried she would only compare me to Erik and not be satisfied with me. It never should have been a worry, though. She hasn’t compared us once.
“You’re doing it again,” she says.
“I’m just happy,” I tell her, rolling closer so my body is now against her side. Her warm skin is everything I have longed fo
