I think we need to discuss this upstairs.

God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.

Sascha nodded. “Want me to wait?””Do I want my mate to wait in a deserted forest while a dangerous Psy fugitive remains on the loose? Wait, let me think.””Sarcasm does not suit you.” She kissed...

God save us all.” Sascha had decided she liked cooking. Unfortunately, cooking didn’t like her back.

She watched as he settled down on the bed with Naya skin to skin on his chest. His hand all but covered her tiny body as he stroked her in that changeling way, bonding with...