Trisha POV
I remember waking to feeling the most intensely evocative pleasure I had ever felt. When I had gasped and opened my eyes, I realized it was Gavin shoving his erection into my opening, and my lips were instantly covered by his.
He wasn’t touching me, though, as he thrust into me. He instead was gripping the headboard so tight I thought he’d either break it or his hands. Whichever caved first. But my hands were free and I wasn’t going to fight it anymore.
This man was holding back, to respect me. He wasn’t marking me yet, out of respect for me and my body. He cared about how it happened, and when. Despite the pain I caused us, he still was doing all of this…for me. And all I had ever been before was cold and distant. I was going to change that. Mate bond or not, what I felt
