Ffion
There was a moment, just before my mate rolled on top of my body that I had thought I had lost him. I had seen it in his eyes. The way his eyebrows knitted together. But just as quickly as it was there. it was gone.
Gabe’s familiar scent enveloped me as he rolled half on top of my body. His soft lips never left mine as he let his big hand roam lazily down my front. Fingers spread wide, he cupped one of my breasts and squeezed.
I moaned loudly. My back arching off the bed so I could press my tortured skin more firmly into his palm.
I would never get tired of him touching me. I would never get enough of him, and I knew he felt the same way because we were mates. Fated eons ago. Through heartbreak and war, we had always meant to find each other.
We were always meant to have thi
