Claimed by the King

Kaia's POV

The moment his steady, commanding hands touch my bare skin, my body arches sharply off the mattress. My inner wolf wails against the cruel, relentless intensity of my heat. The fever demands immediate relief, burning through my veins like a raging wildfire demanding to be quenched.

He breaks our kiss just enough to look down at me, pinning me securely beneath his heavy, solid frame.