Emma froze as Ha’ven’s hot lips sealed over hers. The same warmth that flooded her when he touched her earlier in the engine room filled her. There was something about him that made her feel safe, needed… loved.
She had been so lost until he touched her and the strange black bands had wound around her. The moment she felt the dark strands wrap around her wrist, it was as if someone had shot pure energy into her. She felt invincible. The bands had drawn her forward from the dark shadows that she had imagined hid her from everyone. It was as if they were pulling her closer to the huge male who made impossible promises to her.
She moaned softly, opening her mouth and drinking him in like a desert rose that was waiting until the first rains before blossoming. Her arms slid up, her fingers to
