THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
Carla’s breath hitched in her throat as Mint deepened the kiss. At that very moment, she could swear she felt butterflies flitting in her abdomen, flapping mercilessly around the walls of her stomach. She wanted so badly to push him away but craved more at the same time.
Damn the mate bond, she thought, trying to release herself from his possessive grip. He broke the kiss when he finally noticed her struggle but still didn’t let her go, instead, he leaned deeper to kiss the mark he placed her on five years ago on the crook of her neck.
The mere act tingled all of Carla’s senses, causing her to hesitate from pulling back. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this alive or had the luxury of feeling this way?
Mint’s lips lingered on the mark but he w
