Gavin hovered behind me, his fingertips brushing my hips. His nose prodded behind my ear. “I said I want you on my bed.”
The back of my neck prickled. I took too long worrying about what would happen next before Gavin ensnared me in his arms and picked me up, maneuvering me onto my knees on the bed in front of him. A low chuckle rumbled behind his lips as he bent my back down and slipped his hand under my camisole, squeezing my side and then my butt. Petrified, I froze where I knelt on the bed, ass raised, stammering as Gavin pressed his groin against me.
“I have a confession to make,” he said, voice husky and low.
Dizzy from the feeling of Gavin behind me, I barely managed to reply, “What?”
“I’ve been waiting a long time for my fated mate… for all the things she’d make me feel,” G
