Finally, sweet finally, he was inside her to the hilt.	"I need a second," he ground out, his body pulsing.	"You're really freaking big, Quinn," she panted. "Move. Please, for the love of the goddess, move."	He grinned before kissing her. "You say such sweet things.
Carrie Ann Ryan, Wicked Wolf
shifter-romance, witches, wolf-shifters