"Devious wench," he muttered, latching onto her neck.
Kagome let out a breathy giggle, arms wrapping around broad shoulders. "I take it you like your present?" A growl sent electricity shooting through her, leaving her toes tingling as he adjusted her position. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, but there were still too many layers in the way, and she slipped her hands under his collar.
"You are lucky I have so much control." The drag of his fangs left her gasping. "Or your pack would have had to vacate the premises themselves."
She shuddered at the thought, but part of her was thrilled that it had affected him so much. The only problem was that he was aware of every shift in her aura: the way her insides clenched, the way her nails dug into the back of his neck.
A dark chuckle escaped his lips, and no gold remained in his eyes when he pulled back. "You are the essence of purity, yet such lewd thoughts excite you?" He ground against her, erection straining through his clothes. "I should have taken you sooner."
Her hips bucked, thighs tightening around him, and she sucked in a ragged breath before meeting his gaze. "Yes, you should've."