Amber
I can’t believe Alex just told me to use him and that I’m actually considering it. I shouldn’t be thinking about riding him. He isn’t my fated mate. I should be horrified about his offer, but instead, my body betrays me as desire floods through my veins.
I want him more than my lungs crave oxygen, and the confident look on his face tells me he is very aware of that. Alex knows how much I crave him, and his self-confidence only adds to his dark, seductive charm.
“Are you sure?” I ask, feeling my face burn red with embarrassment and excitement.
My fated mate, Eris, is somewhere nearby picking out a pumpkin, completely unaware of what is happening. Guilt nips at the edges of my consciousness thinking about him, but the pounding need between my thighs easily drowns out my guilt. I ca
