Klaus’s POV
This mate bond is killing me.
No matter what I do, my thoughts are always consumed by this white-haired chick. I can focus on everything else just fine, but a part of my mind is always tethered to Aria.
Her melodic voice, the dimples that appear when she smiles, the intoxicating blend of honey and morning dew in her scent, her laughter.
The way she says my name when I touch her, when I bring her pleasure.
Her pale skin, flushed pink when she’s aroused, her perfect curves that fit against me like she was made for me.
Fuck. She ruined me.
Even when she’s not around, she gives me a damn boner.
I even grew love for the baby growing inside her, who I look forward to call me father.
I caught a hint of her scent in the air—sweet and tempting. Maybe I really was losing it. But
