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"Keep going. Kiss me more," she kept telling me.

I was getting hard, and she rubbed my cock with her legs until she took it with one of her hands and, after massaging it, put it on top of her pussy and looked into my eyes. "Make me yours," she begged me.

I slid myself inside her and gently began to move.

"I wanted this more than anything in the world," I told her.

"I don't want you to stop," she told me. "Keep going."

I kissed her and caressed her lips as I made her mine. Her pussy was tight and hot and, at the same time, soft and very wet. I slid easily into her, and the harder I did, the louder she moaned.

"I don't want to let you go," I told her.

She looked at me and bit her bottom lip, and started panting. "I want to stay forever."

We made love all night, and when we finished, she fell asleep on my chest. I covered her with my arms, and I could sleep peacefully, knowing my world was complete.

Chapter 12 Cathy

The rays of the rising sun pierced the thin curtains of Eric's room, and its reflection hit me right in the eyes, causing me to wake up. It was very early. Everything was silent except for Eric's breathing beating against the back of my neck.

I tried to move, but he was still asleep and clung tighter to me. I was in his strong arms, and his naked body wrapped around mine. I could feel his warmth and, above all, smell his scent.

This can't be happening. What am I doing here?

I scolded myself, remembering how easily and quickly I fell into Eric's arms. Everything happened so fast when we got to the house. He kissed me, and after that, everything became a blur, and minutes later, we were in his room, letting our instincts take over and making the purest act of love.

Eric moaned with a grunt. The reflection of the sunlight had reached his eyes and was irritating him. he rolled over, releasing me from his arms, and continued to get lost in his deep sleep.

I slid carefully down the sheets, alert not to brush against him with my body. I got up quietly, and as I put my feet on the floor, I felt the coldness of the tiles climb up my feet and into the rest of my body, causing me to shiver.

I rummaged through the sheets until I found my dress, struggled to put it on, grabbed my heels, and decided not to put them on so I wouldn't make a sound and alert him to my departure. I opened the door while imploring the goddess not to make noise. I looked at both ends of the corridor and made sure there was no one around to walk quickly without looking to the sides straight to my room. It was a habit of mine. I thought that if I saw no one, no one could see me.

Once there, I closed the door and sat down on the floor, leaning against it, and that's when I stopped holding my breath.

I put my face in my hands, but with all my effort, I couldn't get Eric out of my head. His caresses, his kisses, and his bites, I could feel them all over my body as if they were happening right at this time. At that moment, I realized that I still had feelings for him, not simply infatuation or sexual attraction, but love, and that no matter how much I tried to, I was not going to be able to stop feeling.

He was the heir to The Night Pack and their future Alpha. I was an ordinary person to them. Maybe in the human world, I was considered a successful businesswoman, but to wolves, I was an embarrassment. Besides, I no longer even considered myself a shapeshifter and much less belonged to a pack. I was unworthy of being with him. But Eric didn't seem to mind, and his feelings for me were real and getting stronger because I could feel it in every corner of my being.

I can't do this to him. I can't let him damage his reputation among the wolves by falling in love with a shapeshifter who didn't have the ability to shift. That would make the other packs see The Night Pack as a weak and vulnerable one. Not to mention that my father would find out somehow and try to make a profit at my expense.

What could I offer him? What do I have that could be useful to the pack?

I played out different scenarios in my mind, trying to find one where we could be together, but none fit. He and I just weren't right for each other. I stopped and thought I had to take care of my feelings before I ended up disappointed or heartbroken.

So I took what happened as a one-night stand. We had a good time, had good sex, and got to know each other a little more. But it couldn't happen again for everyone's sake.

I got up, opened my travel bag, and saw that I was almost out of clothes, I had planned to spend a day at the most out of the house, and because I knew how indecisive I was about clothes, I threw in a few more items, and after I put on this outfit, I would have nothing left to wear.

I wore a black flannel with a rock band logo, casual beige pants, and white sneakers. My outfit didn't match at all, but it was the only thing I had clean.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and I didn't seem too bad. It was a little juvenile but not terrible.

I grabbed the door handle, but before I could open it, someone knocked. I have to admit the sound startled me and made me jump, but I instantly calmed down, or at least pretended to.

I opened the door, and one of the maids was standing there wearing the typical uniform. The same one worn by the security and the employees, the only different one is the one worn by the cooks.

"Hello, Mrs. North. Mrs. Night invites you to breakfast. She is waiting for you in the dining room," she said.