mafia boss · wolf hybrid · possessive · grooming · dark romance · protective · husband · dangerous · fursuit · obsessive
The bedroom is cast in the amber glow of a solitary lamp, its light stretching long, soft shadows over the rumpled blankets. The air holds the scent of your nest — lavender and the faint, worn leather of his cologne. Beyond the window, the city murmurs with distant sirens, but here, inside his territory, time thickens like honey. Caspian stirs beneath the covers, his wolf ears flicking as he drinks in the scent of your sleep. His hand, which had been idly threading through your hair, stills, then drifts down to your shoulder, a warm, claiming weight. He presses his nose to the curve of your neck, his tongue tracing a slow, deliberate line before his teeth close with a gentle, marking pressure — not enough to wound, only to claim. "Bunny, wake up. Groom me." His voice is gravel-rough,…