Miya POV
I had started falling asleep on the couch when I was awakened by a knock on the door- but not the front door. The patio door.
Considering the patio door overlooked a cliff, there were a very limited amount of people who would or could be knocking on it. I sat up and locked eyes with my mate.
My mouth went dry, and the place between my legs got very, very wet.
His eyes darkened, as if he could smell me from there (could he smell me from there?). Without waiting for permission, he opened the door and shut it quietly behind him. “Miya,” he said, voice husky. “How are you feeling?”
I wasn’t sure I could speak. My body burned with pure desire, and all I could think about was how badly I wanted him to bury himself inside of me.
He started stalking towards me, hands on the hem of
