Chapter 8
As he watched his mate storm out of the restaurant, he kept his gaze clued to her rigid spine.
Only hours before she’d been above him. Her p***y enveloping his c**k, her hips rolling in an endless rhythm that had sucked him in and hypnotized him. The sway of her t**s, the way she’d flung her hair back so it cascaded down her spine…
He’d been mesmerized by her.
Not just her beauty, but her strength. Her power.
She wasn’t weak, and his Lion loved that. It was why the beast let her tease him. They were a match for one another, and the creature loved that.
What the Lion didn’t love was seeing her walk away.
It took everything he had not to get up and stride off after her. That woman was his world.
His universe was now packaged in a five-four, one-sixty frame, with curves that
