GIANNIS’ POV:
My lips brushing hers ignites a flame in my chest, making it thump, and in my flesh, making it pulsate. I’ve kissed uncountable women before, but this is the first time that I’m consumed by thousands of invisible pins and needles prickling me all at once.
The first time I touched her days ago, something eccentric slithered all over me. I ignored it, thinking it was nothing. Then I saw her during our attack on the Crimson Crystal Pack. That eccentric uproar confounded me again. And now, it’s confirmed - I felt the way I did because she’s my mate.
Our lips move in harmony with the overloud beats of our hearts. Soft moans resonate across the intimate ambience. Her sweet, citrusy scent arouses me, provoking my manhood to throb. The heat of the moment imposes its will. My hand
