Chapter 12: Advice at Bedtime
Thessalia POV
When he kissed her, she didn’t feel like Princess Thessalia Bearpoplar who could trace her family’s lineage back thousands of years. She felt like Thessi Baer, the shifter and farmer who had come down from the country to the capital and had an adventure along the way, saving the Alpha’s son and rendering aid to his youngest brother.
When he covered her with his compact but strong body, she felt like lying underneath a spreading century plant in bloom. Her thighs cradled him naturally, as naturally as they’d wrestled until she lost control and took a spill. But somehow, she felt as if he’d caught her, just the same.
His lips were soft and firm and his tongue shy but eager, tasting her and exploring her with such care it made her melt into the floor. Learning the taste of him, she decided it was intoxicating. Her fingers threaded through his hair.