That took the wind right out of him and he yielded to Emmerson's wolf entirely. Only once did he press against the hands that were holding his wrists and that was just to appreciate how well Emmy had him. He knew exactly what had riled his lover's wolf because he could taste something differet between them too. He could pinpoint it as Davey and he was a little ashamed of it. But it added something too, a possesiveness that made his muscles turn to mush. While he never would have done it just to get that reaction, he was enjoying it now.
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