It didn't mean that she wasn't terrified even as she felt him slowly strip her clothes off of her, the faint rustle of fabric sounding far too loud in the quiet room.
An intense gaze in his red eyes showed just how much he wanted to eat her, the hunger there unmistakable and primal, making her breath hitch despite herself.
The fear of her werewolf smell suddenly coming on and her being eaten scared her to the bone, a cold dread settling deep in her chest as she fluttered her eyes shut even as she kissed him back, clinging to him as though that alone could keep the truth hidden.
The last thing she wanted him to know was the fact that something was wrong, that her body was already betraying secrets she could not afford to reveal. Even as she lost herself in the pleasure of being joined to him, her mind refused to quiet completely.
