My hands clenched the piece of cloth tighter as I pulled him impossibly closer. He wasn't late to act either as his hands once again took their place on my waist, pulling me into him. Whatever distance was there between us was gone now, as my body pressed against his hard one. I melted into his embrace like ice on fire as the intensity of our kiss grew. I could almost feel every bit of his skin crawling with desire and mine wasn't any different either.
I wanted him and this time not only because of the effect of our mate bond but because I truly did. He was suffering for me and because of me. I made both of us suffer and although it was not entirely unreasonable and had a lot to do with my ex-boyfriend, Zayden still waited. I lived in the very house he did, bathed in the same bathroom eve
