“Don’t hide from me, little mouse, not so very long ago, I looked the same way. Katya will fatten you up. You’ll gain enough weight so you’re just slender for the wedding not skinny.” Alexei gave Donal a scorching kiss.
Donal touched his lips that still tingled from Alexei’s caress. “That was my first kiss. I’m actually hard, I haven’t been hard in almost ever.”
“My poor mouse…” Alexei had on his sleep pants and handed Donal the ones that Grigory bought him. Donal couldn’t stop touching them. They were so soft on his newly healed skin. His nerve endings were alive again, and the material draped over his unscarred ankles.
While they were downstairs, Boris or Katya had started a fire in the marble fireplace. Donal’s eyes were improving from the wolf pheromones. He finally got a good look at the room.