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-Elena-
I felt the sparks clearly shoot through me as he kissed my lips with both roughness and passion. I’m not sure how he managed to open the door while holding me up by my thighs. My legs were wrapped tightly around him, but I still craved him closer.
I wanted to feel his skin against mine, to be fully his. I was certain of it, as I had never felt this way about anyone before. It might be fast or even crazy, but it felt like a chance I had to take. The mere thought of being away from him felt like drowning in that dark, cold water, with no strength left to fight. I needed him more and more. He is my mate, I thought, as I heard a loud crash.
How did I end up throwing a lamp on the floor? And why was I nearly sitting on a small table where the lamp had been? E
