-Don't resist- was what the wolf said against her request after releasing the lobe that he left wet and with some fang marks that had made her moan, -I am your mate, your alpha, your wolf. The male from whom you will carry her puppies- his hands ran up and down her body, in a somewhat hard, but at the same time exciting way. His erection pressing between her buttocks- Accept me, don't be afraid of me, don't tremble for me- his tone was more of an order than a request.

Clara bit her lower lip. S