Stoney buries his face in her hair and breathes in the sweet scent of her flowers. His hands caress the bare expanse of her belly, teasing lightly. So many thoughts, memories, flood his mind. Jean-marc coming to claim Alise in the cemetery. His derisive comments to her. The need to rip into him, to rip him apart. The verbal attack tonight. Stoney clamps down, trying to bury the rage. He takes a deep breath, letting it out slow.
"Je t'aime. You are beautiful, compassionate, charming... more than I could ever dream. We've got a time now. Something we couldn't have before." he kisses the top of her head. " But something tonight... I'm not the only one who noticed it. Maybe that is why the wolves howl. Can you feel it?"
He opens his mind, letting her feel the unease. His mind caresses hers with his love and the need to protect her. Tilting her head up, Stoney kisses her gently. Blushing when he realizes the panther can watch them.
'I am being.... overprotective."
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