Gu Ning was steadily lifted higher by the alpha wolf, and the scent filling her nostrils was no longer the warm, humid fragrance of floral body wash.
But her breath still came in tight gasps. The moment the alpha wolf's lips and tongue touched her abdomen, she instinctively sucked it in.
The slight evasion was of little consequence.
Still, the breath sweeping across her abdomen paused for an instant. Then, she was set down, returning to the Beastman's warm... no, scorching-hot embrace.
His body heat was astonishing. Gu Ning sat sideways, her shoulder pressed against Alex's chest, feeling his anything-but-steady heartbeat.
At this point, the few remaining buttons on her pajamas hardly mattered.
Her pajama top had slipped down to her waist at some point, she didn't even know when.
Alex didn't move again, as if wanting to give her a moment to recover—or perhaps to give himself one.
