CASSANDRA WILLOWSTONE
{Cassie and Rane return to the main house and...}
"Cassie."
She awoke at the sound of her name, and rose up to her elbows. After dinner and a few glasses of wine, she and Rane had gone to bed.
They slept naked. Werewolves and witches were fully comfortable with their bodies. Werewolves because they shifted between wolf and human, and witches because a lot of complex spellcasting required nudity.
"Can't sleep?" she asked Rane.
"Can't stop thinking about you," he responded.
Rane rolled her onto her stomach. He knelt over her, planting his knees on either side of her hips. His big palms slid down her back, massaging.
She moaned as he worked the knots loose from her shoulders.
"I want you," he said, his voice hoarse. "I can't stop wanting you."
"You don't have to stop."
