(Lena's POV).
My body was burning.
Every inch of me tingled with anticipation as Kai pressed closer, his warm breath fanning over my skin.
My heart pounded wildly against my ribs, and I bit my lip, trying to keep some semblance of control. But how could I?
His scent was intoxicating—earthy, dominant, irresistible.
His lips had barely touched mine, but the fire he ignited in me was impossible to ignore. And the sight of him—his muscular body glistening under the dim bathroom light, his c**k standing hard and ready—had my mind spiraling into a frenzy.
"You feel it, don’t you?" Kai murmured, his voice low and husky.
I shivered. "Kai, we shouldn’t—"
"But we should," he interrupted, his fingers tracing down my spine, making me tremble. "I’m your mate, Lena. Stop fighting it."
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