Maxwell POV:
We shouldn’t, L, at least not yet,” I managed, my voice rough with restraint.
Laura’s eyes fluttered open, those forest-green orbs locking onto mine with a depth that made my breath hitch. They were pools of uncertainty, mirroring the war waging within me.
“I am sorry, I thought you wanted to…” her voice flattered, as she averted her gaze and shook her head.
“Hey” I interrupted, slowly lifting her chin with my thumb, forcing her to meet my eyes.
“I did want to kiss you, Laura. Goddess help me, I still do,” I confessed, my voice betraying the intensity of my longing, as my work, Aiden snarled with need, wanting to claim and mark our mate.
“I want to see your knees buckle and hear you moan my name as I worship these lips of yours”. Couldn’t help as my voice dropped to a
