“Kass?”
“You accepted your role as a Starfighter MCS. You accepted our pair bond. As I have. The bond has been recorded in the Hall of Records on Velerion. You are mine and I am yours. I have been waiting for you.”
I have been waiting for you. God, a sexy warrior telling a woman that, one whose hand was still on her breast. It was a panty-melting sentence that I actually believed because I’d been waiting for him, too.
I had.
I was sappy. A dreamer. Crazy.
Whatever.
His. Hand. Was. On. My. Breast.
I rolled my hips into his, feeling every inch of his hard length.
He groaned. “I need you.”
“I’m crazy for saying this, but I think I have an idea of how much.”
His mouth tipped up at the corner, and his eyes darkened, turned molten.
I believed him. My instincts and logic were both in a
